Yesterday I stayed home from work because I wasn't feeling well. But, I still had to get the kids off to school and daycare.
So when I went in to wake up the girls, instead of being showered and having my make up on, I was still in my PJs, looking like Death.
Groggily, Mad Dog rubbed her eyes and took me in.
"I'm sick," I said.
Seeing my pimple-filled, make-upless face, she asked,
"Do you have chicken pox?"
I wish.
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