Wow! I am sick...Boo hoo hoo! I called in sick to work tonight, I feel pretty guilty for doing that. But everytime I sneeze, cough or cry, I don't feel so bad. I think I over react when I feel guilty about calling in sick because I abused the privilege when I was a teenager. I hated working at KFC, and I think I called in sick too many times. Conversely, now, I really love going to work. I learn so much when I am there. When every employee is there (and no one has called in sick) it runs rather smoothly. I know that it can be a bad night when an ED is short-staffed.

Scott took all the kids to the Demolition Derby at the fairgrounds, they have sent me a couple of texts that say they are having a blast.

I decided to stay home and do a little homework. So far, it is going well, with the exception that Leila ate a page in my homework and I can't finish part of it, because I don't know what to do. Silly dog!

Every once in a while, Murphy comes over to me and kisses me. Then Leila gets jealous and attacks. I think I have had a nice doggie-spit-bath tonight (a couple of times over!)