January 18, 2007


I don't even want to go INTO the details of the illness that has stricken everyone in my household one by one, but suffice it to say that it is the dreaded Norwalk virus, the one that hundreds of people get on cruise ships. It is a dark and bitter cloud, this illness, and I dare not tell you of the specifics, but I did have a revelation. When your own kid pukes on you, it's mysteriously OK. When someone else's kid pukes on you, it's NOT OK.

2 comments:

Eva the Deadbeat said...

Hope you guys get better real soon! Are talking projectile vomit a la The Omen!? eeeek!

On a totally unrelated note, I am recently addicted to MySpace. i wish you were on there so I could leave you inane comments. Retarded, I know. OK, back to your recovery!

GET BETTER! HUGS TO SICK SPACE ALIEN BABY!

PS Also unrelated, Saw Pan's Labyrinth and I think you would dig it! Dark and twisted and magical. Good use of CG. Sticks with you...

Melissa said...

Eek. Ug... and vats of So Sorry You Were Sick.

Love the photos. Love your bloggy space. Love Ivo.