Well, I'm home again, but this time I am alone in my misery. Woke up early with a screaming case of the #2's. Whoa, lemme tell ya. I'm sure this is what the kids had because I feel fine in between spurts (hehe) of running to the toilet, and it has slacked off significantly after the first hour. Seems to be following the path (heheee) that it took with the kids a few days ago. I thought I might have had it the day that Sophy did because my gut was rolling that day, but DaddyP also had that experience the same day and swore that it was a bad case of enchiladas from the previous nights' dinner. After experiencing this today, I tend to agree with him.
So, here I am again. At home, in the bed with my 2 furry heaters to keep me warm. Could be worse, right? Sophy's class is going on a field trip today, but Meem had already agreed to tag along with that group because I hated to ask off after missing 2 days last week (3 if you count the workshop I went to on Monday.) Have an email in to my principal today to see if it's still okay that I miss on Friday. We were hoping to leave for Dallas around noon on Friday and then meet friends for dinner. Hopefully that is still a possibility.
Suppose I'll go watch some tv....
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