i'm sick. fever, chills, cough, slime, nose grossness. it's awful. who gets sick in july? honestly?
friday, (for those that don't follow my twitter/facebook or know me in real life), i fell face first down the stairs and hit my head on our ceramic tile. gave myself a mild concussion, a big ole bump on the head, bruised the better half of my left side and was sent home to rest.
i'm okay. just sore. really, really sore.
saturday, we hid from the world and hung out at adam's parents house all day.
sunday, we had a play date with my friends erin and becky and becky's children, claire and carter. i felt like death but i just stayed back in the shadows. adam was my super hero all weekend. he took care of EVERYTHING. i couldn't even lift maddox.
sunday night, seth made me margarita pizza and made adam a meatza and the boys watched starship troopers while i laughed at them.
today i woke up with a 100.2 fever and came to work anyway. my goal is to get EVERYONE here sick, so i can work in peace next week. my goal is also to go home early.
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