Just When I Thought It Was Safe...

...to start writing again, Mason came down with the stomach flu. As a bonus, while he's been vegging out in front of the TV (yes, I'm a bad mom), I've gotten a bunch of housework done. Now I'm going to start lunch -- chicken soup all around -- and then see if I can coax him into staying in front of the boob tube while I get some writing done.

I'm not holding my breath.

That's what I get for being so gleeful yesterday!