Out of The PIT

I was woken up by what I thought was a cry from my child. I rolled over to my right to see her toddling up to the bed. But upon closer inspection it was not my child at all, but a small tablet on a very small child's body. The screen was on and was facing me. The tablet was showing the face of a woman with short wavy dark hair. She looked at me with her imploring eyes before they started rolling up into her head. Her white orbs stared at me when.. MJNL nudged me awake. "EYS is calling for you," she mumbled as she fell back to sleep on her side of the bed. I quickly looked to my right over the side of the bed. The floor was empty. In the distance, I could hear the faint whimper of a toddler calling out for her daddy. I slipped out of bed, to continue my parental duty to care for my child, wondering what it was I had just witnessed.

So this month hasn't been the greatest healthwise. I got sick on the 6th, basically rolling to my parents 'place to drop EYS off and then collapsing into bed. Spent the night there too. Started feeling better later the week but still had a nagging cough. Felt well enough to travel to Ottawa for the weekend only to fall sick again on the 12th with pretty much the same symptoms as the week before. Double whammy. Then it was EYS birthday and I was fortunately functional enough to participate but still coughing up a storm. I've better now, although I still have a lingering cough. We will see what tomorrow brings.

What did the Pentagon say to Trump about holding a parade? "No tanks."