I feel like smooshed poop.
It’s a family blog, I get that. Hence my restraint.
I am supposed to be taking the kids to Chicago tomorrow, for a day of fun and frolic. Probably not gonna happen. I don’t think the good folks at the Shedd Aquarium really want to squire my kids around while I lie curled in a corner shivering with a fever of 101 and begging for someone to take the vice off my head.
I hate being sick.