Sneeze Like It's 1999

There is no sassyness in Sassyville today.

Little Man had his two-month shots this week. He was supposed to feel ill, perhaps be a little irritable.

Instead, I'm the one who is ill. And he's a super fine, smiling babe.

I feel like poo. My eyes are watering. My nose is running, my head is pounding.

I am crank-o-rama. I have not been sick since 1999.

But because I believe in the power of positive thinking, I'm trying to smile about a number of things today:

1. Britney is divorcing K-Fed. Rock on, you divorcing mama.
2. The bad evil Republicans lost the House of Representatives to the Democrats. Ha! Suckers!
3. My baby is the cutest baby in the world. (Yes, he's cuter than yours. Sorry. It's true.)
4. I'm having Minos takeout for dinner.

Sorry, that's all there is today.

Pray for the Democrats to take the U.S. Senate. (At blog press time, the results were still undecided.)

Maybe there is a God ...

(But if there is a god, wouldn't she have created a medicine breastfeeding mothers can take when they're sick that won't be passed to their babes or decrease milk supply?)

There might be more(or not)