And It Begins.....

......The Stomach Bug is inching its way into my house. I didn't get it last time, but my Spider Sense tells me I may not be immune this time. Our nanny (Jasmine)'s son had it last week; she got it over the weekend; now my husband has it. There is clearly another Bug spreading all over Atlanta at lightening speed. The boys have been going to school, and their Dad is now sick, so they will be getting The Bug in....ummm...about 12 hours. Anyone remember the stench that hit me like a dead mummy who had pooped in his pants a couple months ago??? I may have to pull out the rotten broccoli in my fridge and sniff it for a few days before throwing it away to numb my sense of smell in preparation for things to come.

I avoided The Bug last time, but now I feel nauseous. I am trying to play it off, but that may or may not work. I am totally telling myself it's because I ate 2 full baskets of chips w/salsa this afternoon. That should be enough to make anyone sick, right?** So, I am sitting here with 3 boys asleep upstairs (one doped up on Phenergan and Immodium) waiting for the other shoe to drop. On me.

While I contemplated the idea of having 2 sick parents and 2 sick toddlers, I thought I'd while away some time on my new iPhone - the gift that is now the bane of Yancey's existence...the thing he now SWEARS should have come with usage regulations (no such luck, bucko - I survived your first few months with your new Blackberry, so suck it up). And, I must say, I am enjoying myself. It is taking my mind off the nausea. But, that damn thing has a mind of it's own. I was cruising the internet for all sorts of interesting pop culture info, and the internet just shut down. Took me back to the slick, loves-it, home screen on my iPhone. I didn't get mad or irritated. I actually *spoke* to my iPhone. I said, "OK, fine. Whatever. I'll do something else." And I clicked on another random icon. WHAT? I am clearly in the throes of a horrible Bug that is throwing me off by tickling my tummy while going STRAIGHT for my brain!!! We'll have to see what develops in the next 12 hours for all of us. Unless I miss my guess......Yancey will stay sick, the kids will become sick, Jasmine will get sick again and I will miraculously only get a "little" sick...therefore requiring me to continue caring for every single living thing in this house. My mother would say, "Welcome to motherhood. Take some Tums."

**Gross Side Note: If I do get sick, maybe I'll lose weight! All you ladies out there know what I mean - if it means losing 5 pounds, we'll puke for 3 days! Am I lying?? I think not.