Babble, babble, babble some more.

I feel marginally better, but I'm very, very, very glad that I took today off. One funny thing out of all this sickness is that Heather has come down with he weird voice thing. If you hear the two of us talking together right now you can totally tell we're sisters. Totally.

My day? Well, Cole woke up at 6:15 and wanted to watch cartoons. I got up, got him apple juice and proceeded to cough a whole bunch of junk out of my lungs. Yum. /sarcasm I took a shower, got Cole dressed and breakfasted (jenahna - I forgot to mention that he'll only eat eggs made over the stove now. With no cheese. He's so funny.) and off to school. When I got home I watched parts 3 and 4 of Pride and Prejudice (Colin Firth is yum) and put The Mummy in, wherein I immediately nodded off, waking up briefly to cough some more stuff up and curse the jackass who was driving some sort of motorized mini-car around right outside my house. Jackass. I stumbled out of bed at 1 to get myself something to eat and pick Cole up from school. Throughout all this I drank 4 cups of tea loaded with honey. Which reminds me, I should probably buy some more honey.

Okay. I'm going to go kick Cole off the XBox and watch my purloined copies of Battlestar Galactica episodes ... umm, I forget ... on DVD. Yes! I rock!

Byyyyyye!