The agony...the tears.

Woke up this morning, eyes did not want to open.  I had been up part of the night with Jocelyn, the rest was waking up every time Bo had to go blow his nose or began coughing...seems everyone but me is coughing/sniffly and its so much fun. 

I stumbled into the kitchen, loaded up my friend Mr. Coffeepot and pressed the button.

NOTHING.

The damn thing died.

Services will be held tomorrow, when we replace it with a working one and toss it on it's ass into the trash.