Saturday, January 15, 2011


Sammy looks pitiful, especially with the wounds on his chin and nose (sustained during a very intimate and sudden meeting with a train platform).

Meet misery, personified.

Nick Jr., anyone?

Sick of being sick. Well, 'tis the season to be...over it. Fortunately, other than our pre-Thanksgiving stomach bug that we shared with our extended family (we did apologize, right?), we've eluded the big F (Flu), so far. We've dealt with some pink eye; a bunch of minor colds; more pink eye; random, nondescript fevers Rick and I have started calling "Cowbell Fever" (SNL and Christopher Walken fans will appreciate that), and pink eye amongst other junk. We finally realized it was easier to surrender to the bugs and relish the opportunity to snuggle (or as Sam says, "'nuggle") on the couch, watch TV, and do nothing!
'nuggle time!
From left: Lack of Sleep, her son, Reason for Lack of Sleep, and her other son, Slept So Hard My Hair Paid the Price