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Recovering. Recovering from a nasty gastrointestinal virus that took me out of the game at least a week.

Where was I?

I can't keep up. Johnny damages a neighbor's tree we now have to prune; he barfs on both bunks which of course have dustmite encasings that encase the entire mattress and now have to be cleaned; and he wets MY bed. This is just one day and a typical one for Johnny. Baby-boosky empties the cabinets, pantry, and bookshelves after depriving me of sleep for many nights. Jessica wants to go shopping and become a model. She depends on me to taxi her to all of her numerous social engagements outside of the neighborhood. The dog. He doesn't have needs does he? Gosh I hope not, b/c I can hardly get to him. Have a bone Ernie. Baths aren't necessary for you anyway.

Who is running for president? I have know idea. What is going on in the world anyway?

Do I have to take Johnny and baby with me to the store again??? No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Behave or I'm writing to Santa!