Now, that's just sick!

Well, that's not sick... I am sick. Not head-in-the-toilet, wish-you-were-dead kind of sick. Just scratchy, sore throat; stuffed up head; and exhausted-no-matter-how-much-I-sleep sick. But tomorrow is Teenage Son's 15th birthday, so life must go on. We picked up a "Cookie Dough Delirium" cake from Cold Stone today (his choice) and will probably keep the celebrating down to a dull roar tomorrow with dinner out and presents at home. He has finals this week, with both of his most critical finals, bio and geometry, on Monday- so studying will be the order of the day...

Welcome to the real world kiddo! We'll do the real celebrating later; for the moment, Mom is going to hit the Nyquil and go back to bed in hopes that she'll feel better in the morning...