Sick city may be a slight exaggeration, but it's definitely a sick house at our house. Darrell and I both managed to come down with a cold to start off the New Year, and it's been uber fun. And of course we haven't cut back our work hours to expedite the "healing" process (I'll have just over 30 hours by the end of today, and Darrell will have over 35). It's gotten so bad that I was actually excited to see that tissues were on sale because we've gone through SO. MANY.
But hey, at least 2011 can only get better, right? RIGHT?
Tales of a South Dakotan married to a North Carolinian
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