What a long, strange trip it was

We're back and alive... barely. I swear, that flight takes years off my life. Doing it alone with two children robbed me of at least ten good post retirement years. Plus, Mike stayed just long enough to pick us up from the airport and put the kids to bed. He's gone for a week. Important conference in an important city with important people because he is, ya know, important.

I'm exhausted. The kids are getting up in the wee hours of the morning having not yet adjusted to the time change. Roman ran a pretty high fever today, too. It lasted only about 6 hours. Anyone heard of the 6 hour flu?

Quite honestly, I am so tired and sick to my stomach that I've spent the last two days in bed. I'm sitting upright in the computer chair right now just long enough to post this as there is something important I want to say. I've tried to wrap my brain around a clever way to say it, but I am too spent to conjure up anything.

So here. Here it is. Take a look. Figure it out. Come up with something clever yourself. Entertain me. But nothing more hearty than a slight chuckle, please. Anything more and I'll vomit on the keyboard.