March 21, 2011

Plague Ship

It was bound to happen--there is a stomach bug making it's way through the fleet. We've been tracking its progress while staying busy working too hard, socializing too much and imbibing in a few more than we should. So of course--when we least expected it--the bug took Evan out.

He's been down for the count for two days. Which clearly rules out a hangover. While he recuperates (that's wife speak for whines) I've been writing and hitting send. Invoicing and hitting send. And dreaming about the type of work that doesn't involve hitting send...

Thankfully, when it comes to Maia, the village stepped in. And because I have nothing worthy to report about life on Ceilydh—I’ll just link you to Maia’s life elsewhere. The only life she has right now…



2 comments:

Behan said...

oh no! hope he's better soon. at least it didn't hit after you left...

which, um, randomly reminds me that it's not a bad idea to stock for certain health issues that affect you after you leave. like lice. not that we have any personal experience with this on Totem... *cough*

Anonymous said...

I love the "that's wife speak for whines" part! :)