Oh yeah, just what we were missing!

With the drama of the sale of MoneyPitt1 fading slowing from my dreams at night I was starting to relax. The calming force of the aqua waters and sun seemed able to pull me into vacation land where all is sunny and happy.

That lasted a good five minutes until life struck again.

This week D1 started complaining about an upset stomach and how much she missed her Daddy. Since she gets an upset stomach whenever she is upset I chalked this up to Daddy Blues and offered sympathy and extra hugs...the standard mom cure.

Not quite the right diagnosis it seems. We went to Pensacola to check out the museums before we have to leave FL. No time like leaving to cram in all the things you didn't manage to do in five years. We learned a lot about Chinese folklore and a bit about the history of the FL panhandle. Seems that Spanish Conquistadors were some of the first European people to settle this area.

Which makes it truly humorous that Montezuma's Revenge would strike D1 on our museum tour. Gotta love the irony, right?

So for the last two days we have been stuck inside the condo trying to...well let's just all hope she gets better soon. I'll spare you tales from the Crypt.

De Nada.

I just hope we all get through this -er- crud before it is time to trek across country. If I have to drive across the United States battling my bowels, well, you might as well check me into the Funny Farm now. Preferably one with rooms that can be hosed down.