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Today, Sam and I were supposed to go to Disney World for a little mother-son bonding at the Happiness Place on Earth.

Instead, we’re both at home with some sort of sneezing-coughing- snotty crud.

Our illness is affecting us differently. It makes me want to lie on the couch and not move for hours on end. Sam, on the other hand, is bouncing around the house as though he’s been snorting Pixie Sticks.

(Do they still make Pixie Sticks, or am I dating myself? And how about those packets of colored sugar that came with the edible candy spoon you used to scoop out the sugar? Talk about the worst snack ever. Why not just market little packs of candy-colored cocaine to kids?)

I'm definitely going to need more Sudafed if I'm going to make it through today.

Update: Just got back from Target, where we stocked up on Sudafed, puzzles and play-doh . . . and received what may be the most exciting news of the year: Our Target will soon be opening a Starbucks counter. So you can waltz in, buy some overpriced coffee, and then, happily caffeinated, shop for the cheap yet fashionable merchandise Target is famed for.

Life is good.

Posted 04 April 2007 at 08:41 AM