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what you really want to know about my killer weekend

I want to write something totally hilarious and witty and maybe even informational (yeah, like information would ever happen on this blog.) But do you know what I've been doing the past two days?

Just guess.

Have you made a guess yet?

This is your last chance, just guess already!!!

I HAVE HAD THE FLU.

Kind of like the stomach flu, but not so much puking and mostly just......ok, that was plenty of information.

Eeeeeeew.

Yeah, it's totally been a killer weekend. Really. Killer. And this time I mean "please just someone shoot me" when I say 'killer.' As opposed to the usual "totally awesome" version of 'killer' that I like to imply.

So you will be getting nothing hilarious, witty or informational out of me today. Unless you consider defining the word 'killer' as information that you just had to know.


P.S. Usually I would try to think of some word similar to "information" to use instead of typing it 5 times in one short post. But I'm playing the sick card, and I'm just too tired to thing of any other words.

P.P.S. For a full blog-reading effect you have to read this post in the whiniest voice you can muster in your head. (Just think of your 4 year old and I'm sure the whiny head voice will kick right in.)

Comments

Tracy said…
Oh gosh, NO! I've already heard the 4 year old whiny voice today. My quota's been met!

Hope you're feeling better soon. Stomach bugs suck!
J. Baxter said…
Yep, kicked right in. I'm totally dope at channeling the whiny four year old thing. I even imagined you throwing yourself onto the floor and having convulsions - just for the full affect.

The visual was priceless. And maybe not so witty, but DEFINITELY hilarious...
Tiffany said…
Aw, feel better soon....
Simply Shannon said…
I hope you feel better soon!
Amanda in GA said…
Hope you feel better soon
Jen R. said…
I've been sick this week too, I feel your pain
Claire said…
That's rubbish. I hope you're tucked up in bed and being looked after? No? Well.... isn't that always the way..:(
*MARY* said…
I'm sorry you're not feeling well, I really truly am.
Ugh. and here I was hoping you were puking up via pregnancy #5. darn you, melissa bastow, darn you!
LisAway said…
I think I know what you mean. I've been changing 12 diapers a day on my little one this last week.

I'm so sorry for you. But at least you don't wear diapers. That would make matters even worse.

Get well. (How are you going to enjoy all your kids Halloween candy if you're still sick!!!)
I had the flu too! twinners!

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