Sunday, April 26, 2009

So, in spite of eating all kinds of healthy fresh produce and spending copious amounts of time in the lovely California sun, I've been sick for about... I don't know, it feels like a year, but I'm assuming it's closer to three weeks - which, in case you couldn't guess, is a long fucking time to be sick.

This evening the local news is running teaser promos for a story about the Swine Flu and how it's going to end the world (or something, I wasn't really paying attention)

My husband points to the tv and says "Maybe that's what you've got."

"Are you calling me fat?"