Evian Turd Flu

That's what I'm calling it. Evian as in "can't drink or look at water or I'll yak" and...well, you understand the rest.

The boys have it again. They just love to share! Normally I'd be proud of that fact. There's nothing quite as precious as two adorable blond boys puking and stinking up a house. 426 loads of laundry later, and I think we've beat it. At least, I hope so. The only thing more adorable than the two blond boys would be 165 pounds of man baby puking as well. Let's hope and pray he doesn't catch it either.

There's hope, seeing as how he was gone most of the week at a finance conference at this place. He had a great time, and I even joined him one night. It was sweet heaven. 4.5 star resort, room service, meals and drinks free (well, paid for), no kids...I took a nap and then made use of the indoor pool, gym and sauna. I was probably one of the few people there under 40 (the other two being hubby and his boss), but it was still fun. I'm thinking that you don't really go to Greensboro for any other reason than to go to a conference. The hotel was mainly conference rooms, huge ones. Oh, and shop for furniture. But the golf course was beautiful and the spa...awesome. I got treated to a facial and hung out for a bit talking to my facialist about FL. Turns out she lived 2 miles past Hurlburt Field, and we used to live 3. Go figure! Regardless of where she was from, she gave a hell of a facial. I still have movie star skin. Reed and I ate and were glamorous and fabulous the whole time. LOL

I got my report card and...drumroll please...I've a 4.0. I've always been a smart ass. Gotta say though, getting good grades with kiddos around is hard work (say that with the George Bush voice..."Hard Work"). Huge kudos to anyone trying it while actually working as well. I get tired just thinking of that.