To Chuck or not to Up-Chuck... that is the question.

Hurled my little brains out this morning until an empty stomach finally let me sleep... for more than a few minutes at a time. I'm not saying it was having to cut 4K from Scorched yesterday that caused it.... I'm not saying that.... (Wendy raises a sardonic eyebrow.)

LOL. An empty stomach is a truly beautiful thing to have in my world right now. I'm going back to work on Scorched with my bucket nearby. I might get a little crazy in a bit and have an ounce of ginger ale. Woooo!

I hope everyone else's Wednesdays are going better.

Sucking the fun out of life or just sucking?

B woke up in the middle of the night puking and her fever keeps spiking. The husband doesn't puke but he had a high fever last week. It's entirely possible that I might be the last hold-out against this. The husband stayed home because I'm a social barfer (ie. anyone puking around me might cause puking.) He's better with sick people anyway. I have a severe contamination phobia. (Sweat and snot make my skin crawl. Actually, I insist that everyone keep their body fluids to themselves. I don't even like the feel of my own sweat. Yick.) Anyway, being around people oozing contamination is a situation to be avoided whenever possible. However, I adore my kids, and I kiss them a dozen times a day. It's instinctual. They're going to hate me when they're teenagers. I've already kissed their nasty, sick little heads a million times. I'm going down.

So, I'm going to start doing a "Twisted Tuesday" where I take a quote from a famous novel and use it verbatim in a completely different genre short story. Flash fiction with a psychotic bent... just for fun.

Some things I'm considering:

Heart of Darkness quote in a chick lit heartwarming story.

Jane Eyre in a Sci-fi or Horror.

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in a drama.

And so on.

I rarely post fiction online even though I think it's fun to write. Plus, it just seems like good practice. If anyone has any quotes come to mind to challenge me, bring it on. Unfortunately, this may just go to show you how truly twisted my mind is, but even psychosis has its place... hopefully not in a rubber room while strapped into a white jacket.

Oh crap. B just puked and the husband just left to return movies.

Sometimes... it's all about timing.

Last night was a rough night. Both kids wound up in our bed.

B has no ability to self-regulate her temperature. (It's related to her sensory system or something. She is either hot or cold and she can't seem to instinctually figure out how to change that. She often comes down in order for us to tell her that she should put on a blanket, or take off a blanket. "Mommy, I'm cold." "Go back upstairs and put your blanket on." "Okay." Sometimes, we have to tell her to wear less clothing. She just doesn't know how to deal with it.) B ends up in our bed a lot of nights... especially during the middle of summer and winter. She also is a very poor sleeper on top of that. I keep thinking she needs a white noise machine.

T had a bad stomachache.

Luckily, I fell asleep at around 2 am out on our couch. I say "luckily" because T started hurling his guts out about a half an hour later, and he hasn't really stopped much since then.

The husband tried to wake me up to help deal with this. I didn't answer any of his rather loud summons... and there was a lot of puke... everywhere. The husband thought I'd either taken a sleeping pill, or I was pretending to be asleep. In my defense, I wouldn't "pretend"... probably. I woke up as he was finishing stripping beds and after he'd already cleaned up both kids. (B apparently had puke in her hair because she'd been sleeping beside him.)

So, today is a sick day. T is very, very ill. He is puketastic. I can't believe how much puke can come out of one six year old. The house has been redecorated in vomit. Vile.

Still, I was glad that I'd missed out on the first wave of nasty.

Fun times.

T and I are watching "Monsters Vs. Aliens." The husband stayed home. B didn't get much sleep so she stayed home too.

Yay for one big happy family.