We had a typically festive weekend for our family - after attending Christmas Eve Mass in all our holiday finery, we came home and watched Rachel throw up repeatedly. Yes, folks, just as I was getting my appetite back, I got to witness a puke-fest. That weight just keeps a-droppin'! The only bright side is that I had just stepped out to deliver a loaf of cranberry bread to our next-door neighbor when the barf machine started up. Larry had to handle it, thus assuring that he will fall prey to this stomach bug also.
David managed to break our router on Thursday, meaning we have had no wireless for 3 days. I've tried to be brave for the children, but even the little ones know something is gravely amiss. No phone, no IPod Touch, no second computer. It's been hell. Think Donner Party, but with less food....
And now the library is kicking me out. I've become a vagabond, having to search for my next wireless fix in order to keep all my Words with Friends games going. Whither next? A Starbucks, perhaps?