The kids are sick.
Hims is sick.
So what do I hear today? A faint knock on my door. I ignore it. DS comes out of the bathroom and announces to all "Mommy, there's someone knocking on the door!" They nock two more times before I can get there.
I open the door. I'm not wearing a bra, but am wearing a tshirt. I'm wearing my sleeping shorts over my underwear. If its a friend, I'll still tell them to get lost.
Two ladies and a child. Proselytizing. "We would like to invite you to our church tomorrow for..."
"We've got fifths disease here. We're contagious."
"That doesn't matter. Please come."
Doesn't matter? Uh. right. Let's just infect the entire church!
"No, I don't think so." I try to close the door and she stuffs a double business card sized flyer in my face. "Don't you get it? We're sick here and you don't want to be around us. We'll infect you all."
And I slam the door.
I wonder if they stuck that stupid card in our mailbox. :P I swear once you become christian, your iq drops 20 points.