My modern problem

The thing that separates the blogstars from the rest of us is their ability to find enough time to have a life and write about it. I seem to do one or the other.

We spent the last week in Florida on "vacation." Seriously, folks, take my advice and cancel any "vacation" that begins with a trip to the ER with your 17-month-old, includes a funeral and a broken furnace, and manages to make every person in the vacationing party sick.

Just saying.

The morning we were scheduled to leave, I gave Posey a bath - Posey who had been throwing up a little and having diarrhea a lot - gave Posey a bath. When I took her out, I noticed that her hands and feet were just the wrong color. A little purple.

I called the doctor, who wanted to know if her lips were blue. No.

"Sounds like dehydration. Take her to the ER - she probably needs an IV."

At the ER, the physician's assistant told us that she really wasn't all that dry. He gave her a Popsicle. A $50 Popsicle.

That was Friday. By Monday, my HSH and my son were both throwing up.

Good times.

On Monday, we also got a call from our house-sitter, who told us that our furnace was not working and the temperature was falling.

On Tuesday, I went to my aunt's funeral.

In spite of everything else, it was worth it to be able to be there for that.

Now we're home and the HSH and I both have a really pleasant upper respiratory thing that involves chunky coughs and fever.

Did I mention my birthday is coming up this week.

Oh, it just gets better and better.

Comments

[An' Beppe]

I'd like to say first of all, I miss you, and secondly, thank you for passing on the Vomit n' Spew germs through your adorable monkey child. I knew I shouldn't have hugged all up on you people so HARD! I have renamed the illness the Innards Volcano (Mother Nature's brutal yet effective diet!) and I hope the next time y'all come down, we can all enjoy it again. Love you guys!

[An' Beppe]

I'd like to say first of all, I miss you, and secondly, thank you for passing on the Vomit n' Spew germs through your adorable monkey child. I knew I shouldn't have hugged all up on you people so HARD! I have renamed the illness the Innards Volcano (Mother Nature's brutal yet effective diet!) and I hope the next time y'all come down, we can all enjoy it again. Love you guys!

[Mrs Figby]

Holy crap, you've certainly been through it, haven't you? I hope your birthday turns out to be a day of total joy. You've definitely got it coming.

[figlet]

Nope, that doesn't sound fun, any of it. Hope everyone is on the mend and that your birthday involves cake with the frosting of your choice. And maybe nothing exciting?..!

[angela marie]

Oh crap. (Literally, eh?)

Sorry you were all so sick and then your aunt's funeral and everything. Hope her family is doing ok. :(

But your birthday is coming and won't we all be happy to celebrate another year with you!

[terri]

But you are a blogstar - look: comments!!! I just keep blogging and I don't know if anyone is reading or not.

Have a happy birthday!!

[raehan]

You know, I think even the blogstars have to choose between having a life and blogging, and you should feel proud that your life takes priority.

We got the spring sickies, too. Good times.

Happy birthday!

[moreena]

Ugh. Not fun.

I'm sorry to hear about your aunt.

But I'm hoping you find time to have a birthday, a wonderful lovely birthday, and *also* blog about it. With pictures, maybe?

[lila & thor]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR B.B.!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!

Hope you're having a beautiful morning and we'll talk to you soon.

xoxooxx

[HSH]

Shit! Was it your Birthday!