The proverbial weather has landed it's big, fat behind right on my entire family. And like a Greyhound bus driver whose fallen behind schedule on the Cleveland to Atlanta route, it doesn't appear to be getting up anytime soon.
Last week, I was naive to think that there could be nothing worse than having sick children during the holidays. There is, as I now know. You can have sick children during the holidays and get sick yourself. Both of us.
So, we will lie here pitifully and hope a day of rest will help clear the skies above our home.