2015 So Far

I had full intentions of posting all week this week, but life had other plans. Like a stomach bug.

Say What??

On Monday I had a college hire shadowing me #greattiming. I should have known something was up when I wasn't hungry for breakfast. By 930 I started planning my escape route - you know the 'if I were to puke right now' plan that involves careful consideration of pros and cons between the trashcan in your meeting room or the bathroom down the hall. By 11 I ditched my college hire and headed home for the day.

We all got the norovirus last year, so I was counting down the minutes until the 48 hour mark when I thought I'd feel better. By day three of not eating, I started complaining to my super supportive friends.

Day four I went to the doctor. I had to wear a face mask in case I had ebola. #goodlooks He told me only liquids for 2 days - then I could try toast. Did you know lifesavers count a clear liquid? You're welcome.

While enjoying my delicious dinner of jello and chicken broth, it starts raining.

In our kitchen.

From the ceiling.

I post on Facebook, "When it rains, it pours. (See what I did there?)"

Plumber comes out late and fixes the pipe. Good thing because I hadn't washed my hair in 3 days and had planned to go into work Friday. #nasty.

He believes it could have been leaking for a few weeks even, so there could be quite a bit of dry wall damage. We won't know until we have someone cut open our ceiling. That'll be a fun day. I'll probably schedule that for a Tuesday.

So later that night Dan accidentally takes Advil PMs again! Right? 

We're sitting on the couch and Dan falls over. 

K: Dan!!!
D: Oh sorry. I thought we were in bed.
K: (pause for laughter) What did you take?
D: I only took Advil.
K: Real or PM
D: Real
K: What color?
D: Blue
K: Blue are the PMs!

So I tell him to go to bed. He says okay. Then sets off the alarm. Twice.

I tell him to go to bed again. He gets his go-pro out.

K: Do you think now is really the time to play with your go-pro?
D: Yes.
K: Go to bed.
D: I'm just going to set it up to film downstairs while we are sleeping.
K: That makes no sense. Go to bed.
D: Fine! But you are seriously going to regret it!

I can tell you, from the other side, I did not regret it. :)

After flossing for a solid 28 minutes, Dan hit the hay. 

So far 2015 has been very interesting. Blair had these good luck grapes on NYE, one for each month. One of Dan's fell on the floor. Let's hope that was January's grape.

*Clearly this post is all sarcasm as nothing bad has happened to us in 2015. Hopefully others can laugh at our misfortune. We sure are!