I'm starting to think that the H1N1 virus exists solely to make people wonder what it is... if it does exist at all. We've been passing this virus around since before Labor Day and no one can tell us exactly what it is. Headache, fever, sore throat, chills, fatigue, and one kid threw up.
The Kaiser on-the-phone nurse is trying to tell me it's strep.
I think she's full of doo-doo.
I took Harrison out for a "Sorry you puked at the courthouse yesterday" lunch at Sonic. Don't tell my other kids. (We ended up going to KFC.)
Later: I had fun playing with my dead people tonight... found a fun (?) new project. It's called "Find records of veterans who have died and add their gravesites to Findagrave.com."
I was looking for Civil War vets in my grandmother's ancestors and found a set of archives called "U.S. National Homes for Disabled Soldiers, 1866-1938". The men I'm adding now all died in the Old Soldiers Home in LA county and are buried in Los Angeles National Cemetery.
My friends Sariah and Michelle and I have photographed quite a few headstones from our nearby cemetery and added the pictures and memorials to Findagrave, and we've had a few emails from people, thanking us for finding their grandparents, etc. and adding them to the site. It's been fun.