It's my party and I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to. You would cry too if it happened to you...
While I actually considered rewriting the lyrics to that song as my post today, I'm too tired.
My daughter has the flu. Maybe. She tested negative, but, apparently the test is only 10-70% accurate. We just arrived back at home from the urgent care place without any medication and with instructions to try to quarantine my nine year old daughter. I laughed so hard I almost wet my pants. Riiiight. When I voiced my concern (via maniacal laughter) the doctor suggested *any* unused room. I quickly informed her that the only room we have that is unused is the laundry room and that I doubted we could fit a bed in it. Then she suggested we send the babies or my daughter to family to care for. *snort* My grandparents are in Hawaii on vacation, my mother wouldn't take my babies on a bet, and my husband is 350 miles away.
Misery loves company...if you have already joined my ranks, please say hello!
9 hours ago