ughiness

I just suggested that M send a Cease and Desist letter to a 19-year-old loser who is insisting on using his name. His name, folks! I mean, he can't just go around saying that he is M! This kid looks like a major dork and is looking for luurve on teh internets. Maybe I am just spoiled, being as how I am fairly certain that I am the one and only Kisha Yayer in the entire world. I feel pretty confident about it, actually. He also found out that he just had his second son recently. Ego-googling is educational for all.

This has been a craptastic weekend. M has been sick and drab, I have been sick and bitchy. On Wednesday, E got her shots and thus spent two days feeling fevery and pathetic. I began getting sick on Thursday, and then Friday evening, M was all "woe is me; muchly tiredness; cannot smile or converse". He woke up with a fairly high fever the next morning, and so I sent him off to the doctor. Meanwhile, I was feeling unfevery and therefore, my sickness no longer counted. Mommies don't get to call in sick! M really has been sicker than me but yet... blah. It's hard to feel empathy much when one is trying to take care of a sick husband and a grumpy baby while feeling crummy oneself. I was much less patient with Ev than I usually am, which kinda made me upset with myself, and yet she picked now to not nap. Poor timing, munchkin! it will be a miracle if she doesn't come down with this but I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

M just now looked at our big whiteboard to-do list and laughed. "SecretProjectSuggestion.com? Did you add that to the list?" I turned around to see what he was talking about--apparently Carrie added it to our list on the sly. That kind of makes a later conversation make more sense--neither of us had even noticed it until now. Haha! p.s. C--if you pluralize the second word, that site actually does exist. M found it tonight. I guess we're not super unique after all. Just bad people with nothing to show for it.