Where's Katie?

I'll give you a hint:

Poor thing has come down with a case of what appears to be the plague. So I'm updating her blog for her. After an exhausting week, she finally succumbed to the sickness festering inside of her. Since coming home on Friday, she's done nothing but sleep - 15 hours straight Friday night (that's like a world record, isn't it?!), 4 hours this afternoon (that's all me - I gave her nighttime medicine at 3 P.M. so I wouldn't have to hear her cough while I watched TV), and she's back in bed for the night. She's so worn out she couldn't even finish her dinner without having to take breaks to lie down in between bites. And if you know anything about Katie, you know she has to be in rare form to not take interest in her meals. Not me though. I ate like a champ. Always do. But that's because I'm not sick. Let's see how long that lasts.

I blame those gross little kindergarteners, you know, always wiping their noses on you and coughing with their mouths wide open. Little, walking CDC petri dishes. I'm going to buy Katie a hazmat suit to work in.

Feel better, my love!

-Jon