Wednesday, October 08, 2008


Welcome to Maman's festering cesspool of sick.

Everyone here is on the verge of coming down with something or another...

Imelda started off by coming home on Friday. She seemed less ill than I would have liked considering the totally pitiful stance she showed at home.

Monday I felt like death rewarmed (although in all fairness I was up abusing my control of the teevee remote and premium cable channels)

Now Lillith is home. and napping. You know what that means... she really is sick.



Chicka said...

I swear I didn't mean to french you that day. ;D So sorry we shared our germs.

Maman said...

We're cool, unless you give me mono.