Zippy called yesterday afternoon to say he was sick and headed home.
Told my parents who were visiting they must leave so they don’t catch the plague from Zippy.
They need all their strength for their drive across the country to their winter home in Florida.
Zebu arrives home and hugs grandparents goodbye.
Then Zebu reveals he felt sick at school.
Parents rush out front door as Zippy enters from garage.
Parents swallow much Vitamin C before driving away.
Wildebeest arrives home with sniffles but says "I’m impervious to colds."
This morning – a workday, a school day – the house is quiet.
Zippy tucked into his bed. Zebu reading in his bed. Wildebeest snoring in his.
Mother calls me from my brother’s where she spent last night.
So far, so good. Maybe they got out in time.
Me? I’m still blowing my nose from the cold that started two weeks ago and hoping I don’t get sick again.
I’ve got a conference this weekend.
And JoNo writing goals.
Please pass the tissue.
Tracy Abell 
Little A had a fever last night so I decided to spare the other moms at our elementary school and I kept Little A home today. She’s not tucked quietly in her bed though. She’s boinging around like a tree frog and quacking like a duck as we speak.
I hope the colds at your house make a quick exit.
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Hope Little A is back to feeling her regular self. And if that includes boinging and quacking, then so be it!
We’re doing better here. Thanks for the good wishes, Jennifer.
(How’s the revision coming?)
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Little A had a fever last night so I decided to spare the other moms at our elementary school and I kept Little A home today. She’s not tucked quietly in her bed though. She’s boinging around like a tree frog and quacking like a duck as we speak.
I hope the colds at your house make a quick exit.
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Did he really say “impervious” because I love that.
I really hope you don’t get this one. Revolution, baby.
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He did say “impervious” but unfortunately his grand vocabulary wasn’t enough to ward off the plague. He’s back in action, though. And I’m hanging in there.
Revolution!
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Yikes! Just remembered I never responded to your email! Apologies!
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Did he really say “impervious” because I love that.
I really hope you don’t get this one. Revolution, baby.
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Feel better soon, all of you!
I emailed you a box of Kleenex, by the way.
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Thanks for the good wishes, Melodye. We’re back in action and single-handedly boosting tissue sales!
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Good to hear!!!!
I hope you’re back to hooping and writing, too. xo
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Feel better soon, all of you!
I emailed you a box of Kleenex, by the way.
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OKay, that sux. I will be sending healthy vibes your parents’ way! And your way — stay healthy, Dr. Mom 🙂
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Thanks, Robin. I think my parents got out in time. Haven’t heard otherwise. We’re doing okay although there’s still much nose-blowing going on.
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How about a no plague, no plague, no plague chant? Stay well, Tracy!
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Those are great chants, Carolyn. Thank you! The plague has left the building and now we’re just blowing noses.
(I’m looking forward to my pre-ordered book arriving very soon!)
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Hope Little A is back to feeling her regular self. And if that includes boinging and quacking, then so be it!
We’re doing better here. Thanks for the good wishes, Jennifer.
(How’s the revision coming?)
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He did say “impervious” but unfortunately his grand vocabulary wasn’t enough to ward off the plague. He’s back in action, though. And I’m hanging in there.
Revolution!
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Good to hear!!!!
I hope you’re back to hooping and writing, too. xo
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Those are great chants, Carolyn. Thank you! The plague has left the building and now we’re just blowing noses.
(I’m looking forward to my pre-ordered book arriving very soon!)
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