Bleach

Is winter over yet?  Can it be?  Please?  Now!?  I don't think this house has been un-infectious since November.  One person gets over something, passes it along to someone else, and then promptly goes out and picks up a brand new set of symptoms.  We are a swirling mass of virus and bacteria.  Wanna come over for some wine?  

This weekend, much to my delight, the symptoms included midnight vomiting.  Remember that scene in Stand By Me where one person starts vomiting and the smell makes everyone else start puking too?  Yeah, sort of like that.  We later turned the news on to hear that some new especially virulent strain of norovirus was running amuck.  This article calls it the "Ferrari of the Virus field".  I always thought getting a Ferrari would be... I dunno... more FUN.

So the washing machine hasn't stopped and select portions of the carpet have been steam cleaned.  I did sneak out for a 4 hour breakfast at Denny's with the ever lovely RK yesterday (for the record, it was before I heard about the Ferraris, though I didn't let her hug me and we had separate creamers), so it hasn't been all grim pestilence around here, but I don't think a certain little girl is leaving the house tomorrow.

I also, in one brief shining weekend, ran a half marathon with my un-tagable, once-internet-now-IRL friend at Disney.  I'd signed up in a giddy moment after seeing it linked on FB, not realizing that maybe taking the family to Disney two months after a trip to Ireland and mere weeks after Christmas might not be the most fiscally responsible decision ever, but lots of people have survived on bread and water for a lot longer than we're going to have to, so Win!  I still have to upload pictures so will save that story for another day (spoiler alert:  I did not win).  Just wanted to pop in here & let y'all know we're still hanging on by our cracked, dry, over-washed hands.