Ahhhh….ahhhh….ahhhh
July26
That’s me groaning. I’m sick. My husband is like Typhoid Mary. He brings home everything from work but rarely gets sick himself. It’s not fair. I’m running a temp of 102.5, dizzy, headache, achey, sick to my stomach, and tired but unable to fall asleep. Just step over me and help yourself to anything in the fridge.