"Stupid Poetic Justice!"

Well, less than 48 hours after I mock the flu shot, guess what happens...I suppose that'll teach us not to visit friends with sick kids this time of year.

The flu raged through our single-bathroom household, which can be tricky, as well as disgusting. Fortunately, Lady Influenza was kind enough to spread out the peak of illness among our family members, so no one had to go outside to barf, which is always nice.

As far as the flu goes, this one wasn't too bad. I've had much worse. A couple of years ago, we had a flu go through our house that literally had me on the bathroom floor, clutching my stomach, praying for death for about 6-8 hours. That one su-ucked!

I do find that a good stint of sickness like the flu is often good for recharging my batteries. After I recover, it just feels so good to be able to do normal things again that some primal enthusiasm effervesces to the top; a sort of joie-de-no-more-puking.




How's that for a Valentine's Post?