...so here we are a week before Yule/Giftmas debauchery and Typhoid Zoe has given me the flu...blech! Don't these nasty little bugs know I have much overcompensating to do for my own childhood by going overboard with preparations? Somewhere the Gods are laughing hysterically I know. Add on the loveliness of having my monthly friend decide to visit along with the virus and I've been waking up for the past two days with one eye swollen. I may hot glue some Yule decor on to a pirate patch and be cheerful...I mean, WTF ONE eye? Why not two? Being sick and pitiful I haven't applied any makeup so I have no idea what's causing this.

Joel has also been sick my sweet Prince did nothing but lay around on the couch for two days because he was "too sick" while I still did all the Mom things that must be done. He of course is feeling much better...who wouldn't after spending two days laying on the couch watching The History Channel? Bastard. If I could get away with it, and I wasn't too sick, I'd flay him right now. Just because he's feeling better and I'm not.

Let's add one more piece to the puzzle. Zoe has a project due today on black holes. My little genius did a wonderful job creating a powerpoint presentation for her project. We were ready to ace this one...except that I can't get the presentation burned on to a CD. I'm not sure if it's my burner or the CDs. I'm ready to throw this blasted machine out the window but then I wouldn't be able to whine on this blog. I've copied it to a Zip drive and hopefully it will get accepted that way. If not, some of you may be getting panicky phone calls in about an hour with me asking if I can use your computer. Did I mention I'm really too sick to deal with this shit??

OK, end of whine...I now return you to your regularly scheduled programming