Sick. Sick. Sick.

Babystar is sick.

The Teenager is sick.

The Husband is sick.

And I am sick.

I am too tired to be funny. I am too sick to cook or clean. Luckily, we are all too sick to eat or care.

At least I still have my health iPad?


RAISING BABYSTAR: I don’t know, whatever it said yesterday. I haven’t been anywhere.