Still Here

In case anyone out there is wondering where in the wide, wide world of sports I have been, I will tell you. I am sick. I am sick of being sick. But apparently not sick enough to go to the doctor. I hate going to the doctor. I just have a cold, I can tough it out, right? Just because my throat hurts so bad I can't sleep is no reason to go begging some doc for some antibiotics. Please agree with me. Doug is also sick, he sounds like a guy who smokes 10 packs a day and he is coughing up stuff I don't want to know about. (Yet he always tells me.) But he went to the doctor and got lots of drugs. He says he feels better but he sounds like an 85-year-old sailor.
On another note, hope you all had a Happy Easter. Ours was smashing. We had friends over for a feast of ham, funeral potatoes and green beans. I hope I didn't pass on my germs. This year since we felt yucky we slept in. I was still sleeping when Doug came in and said, "We have an issue." We sorta forgot to do the whole Easter Bunny/basket thing. Oops. We had plenty of candy, but we didn't do dresses for the girls this year- they are too old to let me pick out anything for them to wear. And we didn't get them a DVD or anything really, besides lots of candy. I know, we suck. Doug did get their baskets together for them and I came down and took a picture.(Which I am too tired to post at this juncture.) Anyway, I think they forgave as they ate chocolate bunnies for breakfast.
On yet another note, today is our 15th wedding anniversary. Do we win an award or something? Did I mention my husband has unhealthy amounts of phlegm?