Jake has the flu. As in the doctor swabbed his nose and it's officially influenza b. Bleh. My heart hurts just looking at him...and I can't help thinking about the parents who have to watch their children suffer for much longer than the life of a flu virus. Perspective.
Lucy and I, because we spent the most time around him, are on tamiflu in hopes of avoiding it. We'll see if that works...
I was supposed to get my hair cut this morning. I had actual tears when I called the salon to try to reschedule. That's the bad thing about having such a great stylist...I'm on the cancellation list, but the soonest I could schedule an actual appointment is March 29th.
This is what my hair will look like by March 29th:
Thank you Google Images for this lovely photo.
I'm pretty sure I won't be wearing spandex pants by then though.