Sorry for the long bout of silence here. I was in a minor car accident with the boys that left me pretty sore for a couple of weeks, and in the midst of recovering from that we all came down with the lovely H1N1 virus. Doug and I are alternating three-hour shifts caring for the kiddos which is about as long as either of us can handle.
I am wondering if this would be any less miserable if it was called the Gazelle Flu, or the Butterfly Flu, or the Squirrel Flu? Swine just sounds so hard-core…