I Swear That I Try To Do Things Other Than Complain

I really do! It's just that things never go smoothly. :(

Last night, Alan was up late throwing up. Then, this morning, Ander threw up all over my bed - sheets, comfortable, carpet.

Rach B. called in sick. Her little girl (who we babysat this week) is throwing up. Guess we gave her our disease. {blushing}

Then I went for my annual check-up. The doctor thinks I am having blood pressure problems again, and maybe some fluid on my lungs, which was part of my problem last time when I was hospitalized for my heart. So I'm off to see a pulmonaligist (sp?).

When do I actually go to work? And good thing I have a special kind of job, or I'd be fired by now. :/

Ander is in the living room eating bananas and watching Sesame Street. He usually ignores the tv, but he's talking to the tv right now. It's really cute. Now, if he can just not puke the bananas.

Etcetera.