Please excuse Issa from blogging, reading, twittering, thinking and hearing for the next oh two, three, maybe four days. She is sicky. She has caught The Crud from her lovely child. The one who has been hanging off of her non-stop since Monday morning. The one who hasn’t learned how to cover her mouth every time she coughs, not just every fifth time. Which is bad considering how often she is coughing.

Issa is just thankful she lives in the land of Nyquil, melts in your mouth Cloreseptic strips and cookies. Because well, duh.

Issa will return when she doesn’t want to poke her eyeballs out with a spork to relieve the pressure. You know, if she had a spork handy. Which she doesn’t and her husband won’t go and buy her one.

Please hold up the Internet while she is away. She would be very sad for it to disappear while she is ill.

Thanks,

Issa’s laptop.