Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Please Note...

One should never move one's house with the stomach flu, a breast infection, 3 children, and an absent-thesis-writing husband.

Yes, I'm begging for sympathy.

Can't wait for this week to be over.

Ben ate cool whip for lunch.

Toby now lives inside the tv.

Chase barfs.

Wish me luck!

15 comments:

Ann said...

You need more than luck! I'd bring Max Abby and Charlie up to help but....

Nancy said...

I should drop everything and come help. Will Thursday be soon enough to be a help? I thought you were better.

Lindsey said...

I wish I could help you . . .I'll pray for you.

Nathan said...

Think happy thoughts. Don't worry. In more week you'll be relaxing on the beautiful sands of Montauk, New York...or not (at least the relaxing part). We can't wait to hang out with you.

Casey said...

I'm so sorry Ash. I just went through it, you have pure sympathy from me.

Meagan said...

I want cool whip for lunch!

Ann said...

Meagan...your comment was hilarious and perhaps, the most honest of all...

Burnett Family said...

Ash, we are sending healthy packing wishes your way. I totally feel you, we all had the flu the week we had to move. It was a disaster and a ton of work. Wish you luck!

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Whitney said...

Oh no! Wish I was there to help out, Ash.

Gian and Andrea said...

Whoa! Serenity Now is right.

Kristin said...

Oh no! Chaos. That's what happens when real moms get sick. Hope you're feeling better.

Ming said...

Breast infection AND the stomach flu? Well that just isn't fair. Lets go back to Coronado IMMEDIATELY!!!

Andi said...

Sounds terrible! When I get a breast infection I want to die. When I move I want to die. When I have the stomach flu I want to die. I hope I never have to find out what all 3 feel like at the same time. I hope you survive. Good luck, and let us know when you're okay!

Lillie said...

I planned on perusing with no admission... but then I hit "Ben ate cool whip for lunch, I laughed out load and spit on Ross a little (it was abrupt and unexpected), so he made me read it aloud. So I figured I should comment and let you know... you made a dent in our night.

Loving the platinum hair.