A Mexican Restaurant In Hell

Dear Readers:

I love Mexican food. Love it. But when you go to a Mexican restaurant, you have to admit that the combination plates are all variations on the same dinner - a little more rice, a little less beans, a different kind of tortilla.

Our family is suffering from a menu's worth of maladies right now, all in different combinations, but all equally miserable. Our group medical condition is - at present - like the combination platters at a Mexican restaurant in hell.

THE DAD
Congestion, Persistent Deep Cough, General Achy-ness, Bad Disposition....$6.50

THE MOM
Persistent Cough, Sore Throat, Congestion, Pinkeye....$7.25

THE HAGEN
Runny Nose, Pinkeye....$2.00

THE LANEY
High Maintenance-itis...$2.50

No substitutions

You read that right: Laney, who we are certain brought all of this pain and suffering home with her from preschool, is suffering from nothing. We love her, but she's not very popular in the house right now, and we have taken to referring to her as "The Carrier."

I am off to Target to pick up my pinkeye prescription. 

Pass the salsa.

-Brooke