Not much sleep's been had over here. Aidan puked two nights ago. Last night he just couldn't breathe well.
So today I went back to work after having taken several days off from being sick myself and then taking care of the kids. I was so tired at work I could barely keep my eyes open. My team enjoyed making fun of me during the team meeting this afternoon. So what if I was resting my nose on my pen? So what if I couldn't focus?
Yeesh.
Afterward, my Director came to my desk, sat down, and said, "you're in such a wierd mood today...you were all...(makes strange faces and gestures)". I laughed, and she then asked if I'd been drinking.
*sigh*
I think I'm going to bed early tonight.

OH! THEN she told me she'd made two separate batches of ice cream last weekend in an attempt to make lactose-free ice cream FOR ME!!!!!

And I said:

"Well I appreciate the effort. But now I WANT some."

She said "goodbye", left my office, then turned around and said, "YOU'RE SO DEMANDING!"

Strange day.

I go bed.