Dozing polar bear, Indianapolis Zoo

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Because no holiday would be complete without some dreaded plague

It's Father's Day, and I began throwing up at 6 a.m. Mother's Day was fun too.

One question, people: What the hell is wrong with me?

5 comments:

kris said...

Okay, trailhead - no more holidays for you.

(Hope you're feeling better very soon.)

kris said...

bloggered again - I am happy to say that I've seen a few other people on other posts getting bloggered too.

Trailhead said...

My screen doesn't show it all mashed up this time.

I think your solution is apt -- no more holidays. I found out that our friends and their daughters, who were over at our place Friday night playing with Trailhead Kid, are also all sick with the same thing. Which is good, because I thought I'd eaten something bad. Poor Mr. T is almost worse off than me.

Ahh, life with a petri dish...

Rurality said...

It's probably because you haven't gotten a new camera yet. (Or have you? I still haven't.)

Trailhead said...

[snaps fingers]

Rurality, you nailed it!

I don't have the D200 yet. I'm waiting breathlessly for my most recent billing to be paid, and then I shall get my handses on the preeeeeciousssss.....