brought to you by the Ick

I have the Ick. ICK! Icky ick. I am tired. And sore. And cold. And my throat hurts. I’ve been wearing pjs for almost 48 hours. And watching a lot of daytime tv.

Saturday Kev got to participate in his new favorite hobby, air-soft. He got to run around and shoot people. And get shot at. He came home looking like this:

on his arm

Kev plays the air soft

and on his neck

Kev plays the air soft

ouch. But he had a blast, and that’s what counts. Because his work has gotten VERY sucky lately, so he could use all your good thoughts.

So while Kev was shooting his coworkers with plastic pellets, I managed to entertain myself by doing stuff like this:

sadie and flip flop

and this:

Dear mommy,

Our lives. So exciting.

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