Mine is an evil laugh ...

Well, I don't feel like the Reaper himself is coming for me, but I still don't feel good. Kinda ... blah and achy and sore throated. Yes, I know that's not a real word. That's how yucky I feel.

The good news is that Cole appears to be 100%. To the point where my "nap" wasn't one because he kept bouncing into the room to tell me exciting things. Like "Mom! I can't find my shoes!" I was not amused. I also made him clean up the house after he pulled out all his toys and ... he just left everything everywhere. I couldn't handle it.

I have a bunch of shows to watch tonight. Bones and Jericho and Lost! Oh, my!

We'll see if I can stay up past 9 tonight.