Hugging the toilet that is. There has been a 24hr bug running around work the past couple of weeks and apparently someone decided it was my time to experience it. Can I say "no thanks?" Guess not.
Here I am, in Kansas with my husband and my two babies, Annie and Sophie. Sweet Annie stayed with me until I got up at 8am this morning. Sophie kept jumping on the bed with bone in tow begging me to get up or at least talk to her. She is silly that way. She's always doing silly things with bones or toys.
When I walked into the living room Joe didn't even know I was still home. He said "what are you doing?" I had wondered if he knew I was still sleeping. I always leave the fan on in the bedroom when I leave because usually there is a pup sleeping in the bed.
I don't know why I couldn't have had my turn of being sick yesterday when I could have watched the festivities on TV. But we don't pick and choose when we get a bug. Why is it called a bug anyway? Is there a bug inside of me? If so I wish it would crawl back out.
I am thankful that my stomach is feeling much better and I have not had any more reason to make friends with the porcelain god again. I'll just take it easy today and hopefully tomorrow I will get back to work.