See, I started to feel ill while we were still in Japan. The night prior to our departure we were at a formal military function and my friend said I started to deteriorate before her eyes. In fact, we did take some pictures together and they had to be deleted.
Ah, the sign of a true friend! She would probably photoshop out my big rear if she could too, but I digress...
That night I told DH that I *may* not be able to make the trip. I was THAT sick. Fever. Chills. Lethargy. Do you watch How I Met Your Mother? You know how Barney is always saying "Suit Up!" Well, DH said, "Motrin Up!" and that I did.
I took Motrin like candy...slept a lot..and survived the trip in. I was a little freaked out going through customs. There are signs that say something like they are using lasers to take your body temperature, etc. Yikes! I made it through.
When we got the hotel, I slept...and slept...and slept for 24 hours! No kidding! DH had to take the kids on the first day of the tour by himself and I missed out on Tian'anmen Square, the silk factory and the Forbidden City. And because of this, he thinks he deserves the Father of the Year award! Ha! If doing that qualifies for Father of the Year, I should have won a gazillion Mother of the Year awards by now! :)
So, now for my nominees: