we've been sick. and our pumpkins are a perfect gourd still life representation of how we feel.
thomas even missed work.
i've turned into a blob of phlegm.
reagan doesn't complain but just lays around with puppy dog eyes and pathetic expressions.
scarlett hasn't let illness slow her down. she's still rollin' with the homies.
meatball isn't sick, but he's been lying around and getting in the way more than usual.
and the national unemployment rate is 10.2%. really sickening.