September 28th ~ Barf-O-Rama

Come one! Come all! To the newest West Coast Sensation! The event that eclipses the sun peeking through the windows of our home!

Of what, dear people, do I speak of?

Why it's Barf-O-Rama 2005!!! Don't miss it! Front row seats still available! Bring towels! Bring Lysol! Bring me plane tickets out of this hell hole! (please)

So...it began with Lil Miss M. last Thursday....a flu that topped all flus. It lasted 6 days. (Only 12 hours of throwing up...but days and days and days of the rest of the symptoms and fever and pain. )

I sterilized, I sprayed, I mopped, I prayed, "Please God, Let it be only one who suffers from this germ plague."

Well, my prayers were answered in mysterious ways. Yesterday afternoon Lil Miss M was finally starting to feel better...and my oldest son slams his body, faster than the speed of light, through the front door, after school, whimper/yelling at me, "Mom! Move! I'm sick!" (Bathroom door slam....)

Uh oh. (grimace) As my sweet A Man is doubled over, trying desperately to live until the next minute, I look over at Z Man. He looks pale. But maybe it's because he has too much homework. That's possible, right? 6th Grade = Homework, right? But I kind of think to myself, "Please God, if Z Man is going to get this too.....please let it be tonight so that I can get them both through it at once...."

My prayers were answered almost instantaneously! Z Man double over a couple of hours later and earned the honor of having his picture listed in Webster's next to the word "Projectile". It made me sort of miss the days of infant spit-up. I guess even vomit grows up.

(sigh) Crap!
No, wait....that's another story!