While We're On the Subject....

My daughter was sick all weekend. A high fever and throwing up and now a bad cold.
I think I may have caught it. Surprise, surprise, since she slept with me the whole time, her thin arm thrown over my neck, her skin so hot I felt burned.
At work today, I whined a lot, and cleared my throat and made a big deal out of drinking hot lemon ginger tea.
"I can't be sick for the plane! That's the worst!"
Hmmm, I think I need to reevaluate what the word "worst" might mean.
I am leaving on Friday for a 10 day trip to visit my sister in London, England. I am not taking my husband (who really really deserves a vacation) nor am I taking my children (who don't).
I get to do WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT for 10 days! (well, I may have to run ideas by my sister and mother, who will be there too.)
If someone said to me two months ago (before this trip was planned)...okay, if a little fairy said to me, "You can have a free trip to London to visit your sister, but there is a condition...you will have a bad cold while you're there."....would I have taken that deal?
You bet your ass I would have!
I am going to bed early now, pumped up on ColdFX and a crapload of vitamin C, and I will wake up tomorrow and NOT COMPLAIN!
I am one lucky sicko.

You Know You're a Brat When...

2. You whine and complain and moan about having a sore throat, and now you're getting sick and this is just awful because you're leaving on Friday for A TWO WEEK HOLIDAY TO LONDON, ENGLAND!
Your life is just soooo terrible.