cluck cluck buh-cawk

I continue to live in a cloud of germs, but, thus far am safe. i don't know how as i am pretty sure nate has coughed directly INTO my mouth and I for sure woke up with my face smashed into karl's pillow last week. don't french kiss me just yet, but I am hoping for the best, drinking a (f)load of gatorade, and sleeping when i can. poor little nate is feeling better but is sleeping with the humidifier and in his car seat on the floor by our bed. (it's upright; the coughing is not near as bad.) my night goes like this: karl coughs, i punch the pillow and sigh loudly. nate coughs, i sit up straight and make mother hen clucking noises and pat his arm or touch his hair until he settles back down. it's dreamy.

thanks for all your well wishes; we are on the mend. and, once we mend, i need to get AWAY. karl and i have been dreaming about reinstating our annual NYC trip (we usually go for our anniversary around labor day). We really want to take Nate with us (though my parents might kill us if nate goes to a yankees game before a cards game!). Nate has been on several flights, so I am not so worried about that (though he is much more wiggles now). I am not really worried about being in the city; mostly i am worried about cabs. I understand once we are there we can walk or take the subway, but I don't understand how to get from the airport to the hotel. bringing a carseat seems so CUMBERSOME and UN-new york.

And finally, on the blog housekeeping front (that i talk about so often!): I will be updating my blog links list tomorrow (that seems ambitious; maybe within the next few days) and would love to link to you or correct your link in my list. if you haven't updated in, let's say, 60 days: SLASH you are UP FOR DISCUSSION. ok, not really, i will just delete you and shun you in public (no temporary unshuns.) Leave me a comment or email me here.