Bird Flu and Hammer Time

I was sitting in the Career Capsule today earning my pay and I hear a cough from a few capsules over. Then a couple of sneezes. To the back of me I hear the blowing of a obviously really big snoz into Kleenex and I immediately reach for my anti-germ hand stuff. I once again try to focus but now it's like all I hear from the entire corporate office is a harmony of throat clearing, sneezing, coughing, snot sucker uppers (those that refuse to purchase a box of puffs) and the encore seems to be constant "bless you's" in voices ranging from high to low.

By noon I felt it. My damn co-workers gave me the bird-flu. I am running a fever and yes, I am now one of them. A throat clearing, sneezing, coughing, just plain achy bird-flu spreader. At least I buy Puffs (with lotion I might add).

So I finally get home and I am having a toddy, watching Emmit MC Hammer himself into the winner's circle on Dancing with the Stars and hopefully will wake up feeling better.

Oh... I forgot. I've got a parent/teacher conference with Twin A's teacher at 7:30 AM ewwwwwww. I can't imagine what the topic will be. She's not allowed to use scissors (she cut her hair at school which came home taped to the work she was suppose to do) and she can't read. I mean she's 4. She only writes her twin sister's name ... actually just the first letter. Maybe that's what the topic will be.

bless me ... sniff.... cough