Plague Ship

Peaches had a cold last week. She was a real trouper, but it was a long slow decline and she didn't get better until she spent a day flat on her back, sleeping the bug away.

She's fine, now, but the Babygoddess has it. She stayed home from school today, missing the Hallowe'en parade at kindergarten. I took her trick-or-treating tonight around downtown Boulder Creek. She had a fine time but was really ready to be done at a quarter past 6.

Aoibheall has it. She got home this evening after a hard day at work and she sounded like one of the installations at the haunted house.

I felt the clammy grip of this bug latching onto my throat this afternoon. I reckon that in two days I'll be in perfect shape for dia de los muertos.