Sick....

again!

I can't stand being sick. Apparently - me being sick doesnt hang to well in the ol' humle abode either. It's like I got sick on purpose and I am ruining everyones life / weekend and whole being.

They are cranky and angry and short tempered. Along with my Nyquil induced hazed - I am not taking it too well. I have no problems hurling a pillow at the next person who bothers me!!!

HB blames my way of life on my sickness.

"Well you do burn the candle at both ends. Working too hard, drinking like a fish and smoking - what do you expect?"

I live my way every day and I do just fine. Somewhere in my travels I came across someone who passes on his cooties. It happens.

Healthy vegans get colds too!

"Ma - you were supposed to take me shopping and you looked fine a little while ago - I don't understand why you can't go out now!?!"

Even the pillows I have placed over my head cannot block out her screeching.

The long and short of it. Mom's cannot get sick.

If you do you pay the price.

Somehow its your fault.

You better get over it quick.

How much longer til my next shot of the blue stuff?

Sniff.