Sick

All those damn snowbirds seem to bring the flu to South Florida every year around this time. Unfortunately, this year the Margarita Lounge has been hit with it. I seem to be fighting it off better than Cheryl, but even I don't feel 100%. Cheryl has been in bed all week...this really sucks considering that yesterday was her birthday. The only thing we can figure was the bowling alley on Saturday Night. With all the kids and old people hanging around and everyone touching everyone else's balls, I guess we got it passed on to us. That coupled with a little too much booze must have softened up the ol' immune system.

I hope that everyone else feels better than we do. For all of you that are interested in Lucy, she is doing a great job pissing all over our carpet. With the exception of her little "accidents", she has been great and is fitting in fine with Bear and Onyx. I have been so busy/sick/tired recently that I just remembered the Super Bowl is only four days away. Go Stillers. Bring K-Daddy (otherwise known as Sen. Trent Lott) home a title, boys!