Family Flued

Everyone here is sick with the flu. Not bird flu, unless you count the fact that they are driving me cuckoo - LOL All home, all fussy. Welcome to Sneezy Town. Coughedy Central. Extreme Acheover. Will return at some point, when Saturday Night Fever subsides. LOL

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Anonymous said…
Thats a bummer. So far we have avoided the flu this season, but I am sure our luck will run out soon enough. And for some reason, everyone in my family always blames me for getting them sick, calling it "krittie-germs"...(its an old family joke)

Get well soon!!!
1/19/2006 07:33:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Oh no. Did you know that all calories consumed while sick with the flu are freebies? Drink plenty of fluids, eat lots of chocolate if you can, and get better dang it! Hugs!
1/19/2006 08:23:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Hope you get rid of the cooties & feel better soon.
1/19/2006 10:35:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Congrats on the Blog Herald list and I sure hope you all feel better soon.

So far, we have BARELY (and by barely I mean my brother had it and avoided giving it to Ethan or Kate) avoided the flu...

My family has a nasty habit/ritual of tracking down the family member who passed along the illness... so even if I get it a month from now my brother is going to catch absolute hell for it. ;o)
1/19/2006 12:36:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Good grief, everyone is sick. Hold your breath when you come by my place. :p
1/19/2006 04:22:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Be sure to use some anti-bacterial cleaner on the key board - you want to transmit the flu to your readers, would you?
...Seriously, hope you and your family recover post haste.
1/19/2006 10:37:00 PM
Anonymous said…
my post today is a total mess. care to help me?
1/20/2006 03:16:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Get well soon, Marti. I hate having the flu.

Take care.
1/20/2006 03:35:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Uggh, I hope you're all better soon!
1/20/2006 10:03:00 AM
Anonymous said…
It's not fair that you can't be sick and get attention. Bummer. Hope you all get better ASAP
1/20/2006 02:51:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Ohhh no!!! LOL. There's nothing worse than getting sick over the weekend with the flu! Hope everyone gets to feeling better soon.
1/20/2006 10:45:00 PM
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