Sick

The Konchars are all victims of "the bug" that is going around. They are not well. Mom is the least well, mostly due to the increased workload heaped upon her since Pie left for a mountain biking weekend in Moab on Wednesday morning. Although she could have hoped for better timing on his part, at least she has the comfort of knowing that she gets to stay home and be sick, while Pie is off to pretend to be well while riding a mountain bike all day. She would be feeling slightly smug about this if she could feel anything other than nauseousness.

Mom is making the best of the situation by getting absolutely nothing done--her house now looks as good as her stomach feels--and by feeding the family exclusively from the beige end of the food spectrum (she heated up a stack of flour tortillas the other night and called it dinner). She would like to thank her children for being somewhat patient with her during this time, and is grateful they have stopped throwing up on the carpet.

Here's to hoping they all feel better soon, and that Mom can recover enough so that she can actually cook a real meal and stop referring to herself in the third person.