Seems to be a pretty regular cycle going on around here these days. Mason gets sick at daycare, he comes home and gets us sick, about the time we get well he gets sick again from daycare, etc. I think we’ve been sick for two months straight now. Usually we go through Cokes and snacks pretty regularly around the house … this week, it’s been Kleenex and nose spray. While Susan did some Christmas shopping today, I finally moved the PS2 upstairs and messed with getting online play to work. I wished I hadn’t a few minutes later, when I got my ass kicked 113-22 in NBA Live 2003. It’s 8:55pm on a Saturday night — Susan and Mason are asleep, and I won’t be too far behind them I’m sure.

For those interested, I got my cell phone turned back on — same number, but I’m paying for it now instead of work. Free nights and weekends. Who knew “”evenings”” started at 9pm?