Happy birthday to zhent!
The usual. I've been active today since taking the meds, which helps stave off the worst of it, I think.
The childperson is sick. Pauvre the childperson, as docorion says. (I know that's not grammatically correct, but that's what he says.) So docorion and I are home with her. I plan to show him The Emperor's New Groove; he's never seen it.
...was fantastic, and will be recapped later. For now, I must get back to laundry. The childperson's brand of sick involved impressive vomiting sk1llz. Poor childperson.
...really, one day was enough, re: dealing with the persistent smell and sound of vomit. This is like half a week now, between her and Adam. My poor babies.