Yup, you read that right: US Whooping Cough Outbreak Could Be Worst in Half Century. Right here, CDC! I think we finally have a diagnosis.
|Lately, synonymous with "dinner"|
in short, being the MOM around here...
I hadn't realized how close I was to the edge until round about 1:15 today, when Larry called from his cellphone, running late, suggesting he just meet me at Rachel's band camp concert instead of driving us all there.
Poor man - guess who got an earful of crazy, spewed by a sleep-deprived, sick (have I mentioned the whooping cough?), keeping-it-all-together wife who suddenly realized that she could not do ONE MORE THING (other than go upstairs and lie down for several hours, that is).
I feel sort of bad about missing that concert, though.
[Pizza image: The Recycle Times]