Grrrrrrr

• My kids are sick.  Every last one of them.  The throwing up kind of sick.  The kind of sick you give them soup and gatorade, and it just comes back up.  I want to spray Lysol up my nose, and down my throat.  I won't though, because I think that might be bad. 
• I bought two Christmas presents in Semptember.  I've misplaced one.  This is why I don't shop for Christmas so early (It reminds me of the time Josh smashed his face on the playground equipment in kindergarten, and I got the phone call before school even started, and thought "well thats what I get the one time they get to school early.").  One gift was right where I put them... the other is just gone.
• I'm trying to find a sub for the nursery at church tomorrow, 1) because my kids are sick, 2) I think maybe I shouldn't go breathe on babies (maybe I will Lysol myself after all).
• I've given up on trying to find a sub, I've talked to enough answering machines.  Plus my helper just called and she is going to be gone tomorrow.  Guess I'm going.