irony....

having survived 2 days last week of the nastiest stomach flu i've had in years, i find myself sitting alone, contemplating at work today.

i say alone, because everyone else in my section has called in sick, with..... you guessed it.

there's a subtle irony here, that i just can't appreciate. maybe down the line, but i have my doubts.


** i swear your honour, i didn't know i was contagious - it hit me at 5am.... and i was over it when i came back to work....... damnit.

did you know......

that refried beans, pretty much look the same going in one end as they do coming out the other?

however, they do:

1. provide a source of fibre
2. provide their own propulsion for expulsion

hmmm... perhaps i should have just title this post:

Mexican, perhaps not the best choice for a first meal after a 2 day stomach flu.....

the vacation.....

was short. but... a couple of amusing memories.....

Matthew is 4

• Guess who discovered how to make farting noises by blowing against his forearm?
• We had chicken nuggets for lunch at "Mr. Donalds". (Mr. Donald was not at home, but one of his butlers(?) was more than happy to make us lunch and accept our money.)

not so amusing memories.....

• the sound a 4 year old's head makes when it bounces on concrete (running, water park, horrified parent who is unable to move faster than light and has a busted time machine).
• vomit.

and a teaser quiz.....

Q: What's worse than the smell of a mini-van a 4 year old has thrown up in twice?

A: Same car the next day after sitting closed up in the heat.