Begone Ye Creeping Crud! BEGONE

The kids were sick last week, and now Rich and I have it. But it is slowly leaving our systems and we have more energy today than we did yesterday.

Eric got up at 5:30. YIKES.

Unfortunately, the Creeping Crud has taken my normal voiced and replaced it with much rougher one. I like to think I sound like Kathleen Turner or Demi Moore. But in truth, it's more Harvey Firestein. Oh the shame of it. But it's kind of funny imagining Mr. Firestein's voice shouting out such gems as:

"Eric, get your head OUT of the toilet!" and
"Eric, what are you doing to my feet? Cut that out!"

And so on, and so forth.

Much fun will ensue this weekend. Tomorrow night we're off to the Acoustic Buffalo Tom concert at the Somerville theater. A dinner and a show date will occur. And we feel like we're awesome because, we're on the list for the show. Because we're awesome. Totally awesome.

Saturday is Ben and Liz's annual Halloween bash. For the first time in forever, we don't have a costume planned. Inspiration has not stuck.

Although Rich did suggest going as Eric and Kaylee. That would be pretty funny.