To say this has been a bad week would be an understatement on par with saying Kate Gosselin has an interesting haircut. (My husband, master of the obvious, noted: "Her hair would look normal if she just grew the back pieces to match the rest of it..." Someone offer this man a scholarship to beauty school.)
The girls have hand, foot, mouth disease, which I mistakenly thought was reserved just for cattle. Apparently there is a human version. Before you quarantine us for life, we were told by the ER doctor it's quite common. My girls don't come down with illnesses during normal working hours mind you. Or even on nights when the pediatrician will be open first thing in the morning. No, why get hand, foot, mouth disease on say, a Thursday, when you can come down with a nasty case the Saturday night of Memorial Weekend? When we have guests in town.
Speaking of the ER, is there a special emergency medical facility which only allows the upper 1 percent of wealthy white people with last names like Rockefeller and first names like Thurston and suffixes like IV? Because there wasn't a blue blood Caucasian type to be found among the thousands of us lumbering around listlessly like night of the living dead. Which leads me to believe either their children don't get sick in the manner of requiring emergency medical intervention, they ignore their sick children because their caviar might spoil or there is a super secret locale with no lines that the rest of us aren't privy to.
Regardless, if you're into the train wreck that is Jon and Kate Plus Eight (and God help you if you are), you can read my season premiere review here.