Some of our guests had a cold. And they gave it to Lane. She was awake from 11-2 last night, so, consequently, so was I.
And then Lane gave the cold to me after I only got four hours of sleep. And we looked like this:
Lane coughed so hard today that she threw up, multiple times. She went through multiple shirts, took a 3 1/2-hour nap, and might have kept down a bit of quesadilla that we had for dinner and some milk.
I worked on our insurance claim from the flood, washed two loads of laundry, had Turkish class for two hours, made quesadillas for dinner, and watched two episodes of Friends with Shannon after Lane went to bed. It's 9:22. Now we're going to bed.
Until we've returned to the land of the living...