I don't feel so good. But dinosaur bones are good. Or as Loni used to call them: "bonges"

I came home at 8:30 pm. Nobody wanted to hear me cough and hack up sections of my lungs. There is a bug going around the office and about five people have called in sick this week. I'm going to bed. Can't talk, throat hurts, and I have to talk to pre-K's tomorrow. Yea. I wish O and C were there. They could be my helpers. Hey, Olivia! There is a dinosaur fossil museum by our house. A HUGE number of dinosaurs died there and their bones are buried. But they built the museum over the bones and people can go see them. Sometime, if you come here to visit, I'll take you there. In the meantime, here is the link to the Gray, Tennessee Fossil Museum.