The days crawl and the weeks fly

I don't have anything too thought provoking for today's essay. Just another day here at Casa Lanier. Marley did not want to go to sleep last night and ended up mooching off her parent's good will by spending the night in our bed. When the alarm went off, I got up to do the usual getting ready for work routine. I got Marley 0ut of our bed to take her to her room to get dressed. As I put her on her changing table, I felt something warm and gross slide down my arm onto my hand. Marley had what we in the parenting world can only describe as a "blowout." This particular "blowout" rivaled any she ever had prior to this morning. Let me just tell you, this is not the best way to start your morning, even if it is Friday. My gagging was enough to pull Josh out of bed, probably along with half of our neighbors. I called my boss to see what she thought, and I was instructed to come to work anyway. I think she might have thought I was exaggerating. Well Mars proved her wrong pretty much as soon as we got there.
And so I have the day off today. Mars is not feeling well and has spent most of the day in bed. I hope she feels better soon, because being sick on the weekend is way lame. Everyone knows that if you are going to get sick, you should get sick on Monday.