Chest cough. Sore throat. Head cold. Sinus pressure. Headache. It's all here, and it's all staying way to freaking long. My son (or the Vector of Disease) brought this shit home from daycare and it's not leaving. I want to rip my head off! Miserable.

We did go to the Zoo yesterday to see the new baby giraffe (or 'jaff, according to my son). It was a balmy 103, so that went over really well. We bought a pool from Target and after a second trip back to Target for the air compressor, we got that bad boy blown up. My son got in and peed in it; therefore, ruining any chance of us getting in when he went to bed later. The pool has cup holders though, so this is a big bonus.

I have nothing else to report. I'm going to go back to bed, take more Sudafed and die now. Miss me. All eight of you.