So. Instead of spending new years in Vegas partying with my girls, I am sick as a dog on my couch. It takes all I have to walk to the bathroom.

Everyone told me that my new job working with kids would expose me to so many germs that I would be sick all the time. Up until a few days ago I was lucky and pretty healthy. Not any more. Whatever I have is royally kicking my ass. It looks like this year I will be celebrating by watching movies from the couch and trying not to cough up a lung. Let's just hope that I am well enough to watch they kiddies by Tuesday.