Grab a chair and a couple of root beers...

The Impossible Son woke up with temperature of 100.3, and now it's 101.4!

SHRIIIIIEEEEEEEKKKK!!!!

He just finished the antibiotic for his Ear Infection of Doom on Saturday. And he's got his first TAKS test tomorrow!!!

*tears out hair*

This is the third time in as many weeks!! WTF???? Hello, Universe? STOP IT!! NOW!!

Okay, so, yesterday was full of teh suck. I'm... not getting better. It's nothing serious, exactly, just a persistent low-grade fever, and fatigue. Lots and lots of fatigue. And it was hard to admit to the Husbandly One yesterday that I'm not getting better. So, it's back to the doctor on Monday. Yay.

And you know, I'm getting really, really tired of it. I mean, every mom fantasizes about having a day to relax, rest, and do absolutely nothing, but the truth is, more than one day of that would drive us absolutely bonkers, and I have reached my limit. I'm used to ticking along on my merry way after only a day or two of being side-lined. This is ridiculous!!

I'm sorry if this is rather rambling, but I'm very cranky right now, and hot (because of the damn fever), and uncomfortable, and I don't wanna go back to bed (even though I know I should) and... I'm just grumpy, y'all. And frustrated.

At least I finally have my voice back (it came back yesterday, after being gone for over two weeks).

Did I mention that I'm hot? And cranky?

MOAR ICE TEA NAOW, PLEASE?

Well. I got my first left-handed compliment review. I'm on Skyhawke now, and I'm in the process of posting my Accidental Series, hoping it will push me into finishing the damn thing. I still have two stories to go, you know?

Anyhow, I got my first review, and I sat there looking at it, thinking, "Oooookay... you obviously meant this to be a compliment... except... it isn't."

I am rather vastly amused.

Read here.

She's the first person supposedly from the scene to complain.  Sort of.  When my fever goes down, and I'm not so addled, I might be angry... or I might still be vastly amused.

Oh, yeah, I gots the high fever, yo.  A friend picked up the daughter from school yesterday, and offered to take both to school this morning, just give her a call.  But I totally tanked and forgot, because... I'm sick.  So, I had to take them, and when my fever gets high, I have a tendency to hallucinate, and for some reason, I hallucinate about the Blonde Sister.  I had quite a nice little conversation with her on the way home from school before I turned to stare at her and said, "Wait a minute, how did you get here?"

She smiled and sang, "You've got a feee-ver!"

Seriously freaked out!

When I got home, I took it.  102.6 F.  EEEEYIIIIII!!!  Tylenol!  Tylenol, now!!!!

Yes, I am home, and I am staying PUT!  I'm going to call my friend and ask her to pick up the kids again, and then I'm going to bed and STAYING THERE!!!