Sick Day - and Gratuitous Baby Cuteness

Well.  I guess the flu got me anyway. 

By the time I went to bed two days ago, I was running a pretty good temp.  I went ahead and emailed work - not coming in.

Crashed - kinda in and out all night - kept getting up and checking temp and taking ibuprofen all night.

Morning.  Drag myself through getting Pooh Bear out of bed.  One of those days when I wish there was someone else. But there isn't.  Crash on the couch where she can see me if she needs me. 

HOURS later I stumble around and get her lunch.  Managed to get a load of laundry in the washer after mouldering on the floor all day. *ewwww*   So.  Crash again on the couch.

Suddenly, about 4pm it seems to be over.  I'm up.  I still have a bit of a runny nose and a HUGE headache.  But the worst is suddenly gone. 

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I got a packet of pictures in the mail of the new baby.   A-DOR-A-BLE!!   He's in a little elf outfit.  Too cute! 

There were a bunch more.  But this is Oots.  Maybe one day his nickname will make more sense.