And it is just not any fun.

Rye had a cold and thankfully, it was not that bad for him. I am selfish and do not say thankfully for his benefit, but for mine, as he becomes the most miserable man child on the face of the earth when he is sick.

The cold made it was though to both Garin and Tristan and myself. Garin did OK and Tristan has been manageable with the help of medication. Granted the call of “Mom!!! I have Boogers!” is often but at least I can get him to actually blow OUT every third attempt if he is in the mood. He did make a few fusses about his ear hurting, but I cannot tell if this is real or if he just likes the taste of the liquid Motrin.

I, on the other hand, Have Become Typhoid Mary.

Immediately the illness sank into the depths of my chest producing the most irritating hacking cough. Yes, smoking does not help and will make this happen. I have now started to bank on Musilix to break up the hold which has seemed to help somewhat. It is a productive cough. I will spare you a description of the product.

We have also been blessed with a stomach bug. Or maybe two..I can’t tell. Garin came home with one on Tuesday, but it was all pain and discomfort, no..product. Scarlett, however, spent an intense 6 hours on Thursday living in the bathroom..or running to it every 15 minutes. That meant that I was also chained to the john to hold her hair and wipe her face.

Stomach Bug; Destroyer of Concerts and Holiday Parties

I thought we got off lucky as it seemed over even though her constant need for food did not resume. But no, hours before we were to get ready to leave for our Cindy Lauper concert on Saturday, the puke did return to the poor girl. Rye made a few phone calls and the tickets found new owners and plan were nixed.

We still, however, we going to try to make it out that evening to the West Strand Grill as it was the final party there. The Grill had been sold and since a) Rye was part of he original staff there for many years, and b) we met there, it was nostalgic that we attend.

And Hungover Too!

We did and a good time was had by all. OK, too good of a time. Note to self: 5 Cosmos and a shot of something is too much!! I was put to bed. I stayed in bed all day. Since Rye had to work, this meant that Garin was the one to keep the children fed. I was convinced that I too had a flu, but since I am OK now, I know it was the drinking. Yeah, this is why I do not go out often and if I do, I don’t drink much. I had a killer hangover and I was sick..alot. Very unpleasant.

It was also Rye’s work Christmas party tonight. I am home. We were all to go, but….he came home and fed us all and then he and Garin went. They are still out, the little ones are asleep, and I have slept all day..so now what?