Good Morning and welcome back to a winter wonderland!

It all started Sunday night. After getting through the holidays virtually healthy (as healthy as can be with this ridiculous cold), the stomach bug invaded the house.
It's like the unwanted guest who won't leave.
First the oldest got the bug, taking out his bed and the bathroom in the process. OK, that happens, just try to sleep. It's the best way to get better.
After a day break, the younger boy's stomach started growling. Another bed gone, another late night of cleanup.
A day later, the princess was hammered. It's like our little den of disease.
The way these things work, though, is you just have to let it run its course. There's no quick cure, or any cure at all really.
Just pump in the fluids and keep everybody as comfortable as possible.
Tonight, we hold an exorcism to cast out the demon.
Or so I hope.
Meanwhile, today's is Elvis' birthday. So, here you go:

Good Morning and hope you are enjoying a happy-ending Sunday!

It starts innocently enough, a cough or sneeze. Then starts to blossom until it takes over the body, knocking the person down. The room is spinning, the bed offers no relief. A run to the bathroom is only followed by another run and another run. The sunshine only makes things worse. Finally, the person gives in and lets everything run its course.
It doesn't end there, though. No, that would be way too easy. The 'alien' jumps from one body, to the next, causing the same problems. Then it jumps to the next and the next. It never ends...
Something out of Hollywood?
Not quite, just the way a small stomach bug can move through a household. One day, everybody is fine, running around, enjoying life. Then, boom, down and out.
Of course, you can't enjoy feeling a little better, because somebody else in the house is suddenly feeling bad. The only hope is it doesn't move back around for a second go (sequel?), because, well, you know, if it is good once, why not keep making it again and again.
After sitting through a day with this 'bug' it got me to thinking about how a fast-moving stomach flu is much like the banking business. After all, they suck you dry with fees and interest rates, then complain when you have trouble with the payments.
There's only one way for that sequel to end.


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