Hell in a handbasket...

Ok, I left work early Friday cause Collin called, saying he was sick and spending most of the day in the bathroom, I needed to handle the kids.

No problem. Came home, finished Cailie's new shirt, started her new bloomers. Collin is very sick with tummy wombats (don't ask). Take both kids and go somewhere else for most of the night. came home at 10, he's still sick.

Sat morning. Start kinda getting ready for Faire.  Derek's in teh bathroom, throwing up.  Cailie's snuffly.  Feed her some juice. She vomits. ALL over me.  Give her some pedialye (had bought for collin) Throws up on me again (second change of clothes).  Coll's still in the bathroom. (we have two) . Aiden drink his bottle. Throws half of it back up at me.

Crap.  CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP. Needless to say, we stayed home.

Cleaned as much as possible this am to homefully chase out he bug. Found a WASPS nest being built on my doorsill.  Apt people say "wait till Monday" F That.  Collin sprayed and threw the nest across the street.

Cailie's now thrown up 4 times. Aiden's groggy and crancky.  Col's on the mend. I feel like crap.

All laundry: done. Floors vaccuumed. Dishes done. Costco run =$300. Got all supplies needed to keep house functioning.

Still need to clean deck of extra crap Faire stuff (not needed).  Finish midget bloomers.

Rest?  What is that?  Was ist Das?