Today is going to be the nicest day of the year here in Iowa. Actually, probably the nicest day in the past few months. I have been anticipating today all week. Brigg came home on Monday and told me it was supposed to be in the 50's this weekend. Yesterday, I saw more than one person in shorts (hey, it's iowa, that is what we do here when it hits 45 in the dead of winter).
But we will be staying in today.
Because we have puke.
There is no way around it and honestly, I'm just mad.
Of all days...