So, Saturday evening, really early Sunday morning, Geeky Girl woke up puking.  Mr. Geeky got up and took care of her for the most part, though there was a point where the situation required two people.  We chalked it up to some bad chicken and we all felt a little queasy on Sunday, but Geeky Girl was 400% better.  Then last night after dinner, Mr. Geeky was struck, followed by Geeky Boy.  I have so far avoided this heinous illness, but I do have a sore throat and expect full-blown something later today. 

Meanwhile, there’s ice and snow and schools are closed, which is a blessing on a day after a night of puke.  I have work to do, but I’m not really going to do it.  I have class at 2:30, so I’m going to prepare for that and I think that’s all I’ll manage.  Hate, hate being sick.

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