The reason I'm so quiet is because I lost my voice.

[witchdollie]

Ecamer has had bronchitis for 3 weeks. Kindergoth has... whatever now. She spent the weekend with a very high fever. So naturally, I am next in line to get whatever creeping crud those two combined produce. I'm happy Kindergoth is at an age where she can pretty much take care of herself. She knows the two rules: Dont answer the door and don't go into the front yard. Thus leaving me the ability to rest properly. She can use the toaster, the microwave, pour herself a glass of milk, and make pb&j. Short-term self-sufficiency for the win.

Here's to hoping that I feel better so I am not sick for my holiday of peace...