Nobody likes diarrhea. At least, I hope nobody likes diarrhea. If there is someone out there who gets excited when the first little tickles start in their bowels, I don't want to meet them. I don't like diarrhea. Unfortunately, our house has been full of it for a week or so. Not literally, we do have toilets, but all members of the household - I won't name names to protect the innocent - have it, have had it in the last week, or are getting it again after having it and then getting well. I'm sick of being sick. I'm sick of the boys being sick. I haven't been to work since mid-December, which is ok since I work from home anyway, but it's nice to get out of the house and go to my staff meetings on Wednesday. Gabriel has been to school one day this year. He has to be, in the words of the principal - "diarrhea-free" for twenty-four hours before he returns. How I would love for our house to be in such a state. Until then, keep the TP rolling...