I had the rotovirus a couple of weeks ago. Got it from The Heiress. She couldn't keep things down. I couldn't keep things
in.I had to go about an hour west of here this morning, to look at a substation. Seems that the city it's in is doing a revaluation, and they wanted an appraisal of the place. The minivan that is assigned to my agency got blown all over I-90. The parking lot of the substation was a skating rink. We have to measure the perimeter fence, but there was almost three feet of snow up against it for the entire perimeter. So, we're using an overhead picture to estimate the length. I have to go back to the oral surgeon this afternoon--other than the area around the four wisdom teeth being really tender, it seems to have healed nicely.
But, other than those things, everything's great! My PajamaGram for my wife should be getting here tomorrow. A day after I ordered it, she said, "Hon, you don't have to do anything for me for Valentine's Day--I didn't do anything for you." (I had wanted the
MLB 2K9: Front Office Manager game for the PC.) I said to her, "Too late," with a smile.
