Well, well, well. Welcome to the Second Annual Yap Barfing New Years Stomach Bug Extravaganza! Complete with unopened champagne, unattended parties and festive New Year tiaras. Stale saltines and flat 7 Up! Come one, come all! BYOL. Bring Your Own Lysol.
In this corner we have Becca and Katie starring on New Years' Eve. In this corner, is Andrew starring New Year's Day! And, finally, in this corner is John, huddled down miserably, breathing through his nose and trying not to touch anyone else, frantically spraying a cloud of Lysol around his head every 0.0004 seconds.
Happy 2010 everyone! I plan to do some other things today so that I can use the slogan "Whatever you do on New Year's Day, you'll do the rest of the year!" I plan to take a nap. I have already slept in late (thank you, Andrew!) I was going to workout, but see also: sick kids unwelcome at gym nursery. I guess I should get crackin' on my resolution to get my photos under control. I'm going simple this year. One little resolution. Something concrete. Something I've been avoiding for years. Photos. You and me, baby. And please, please, no more barf.