My voice is gone, and a revelation on blogging

My voice is gone.  All day yesterday it was threatening to leave.  It was packing a bag.  It was shouting from the door.  All of my attempts to appease it were in vain.  Sometime in the night it walked out the door.  I know this, because when I tried to talk this morning, the only think that came out was a squeak and the sound of moving air. If any of you have seen my missing voice, please tell me so that I can convince it to come home.  Tell it that I promise to yell less at little kids if it does.

Sorry that I have not actually blogged much at all.  I knew this would happen.  That is why I am starting in the summer, so that all of my non-committal tendencies would be shunned by guilt before anyone is actually reading my blog.  So here comes attempt to blog number two.

What I have learned from attempt 1

• If I expect each post to be a literary masterpiece, I was be to intimidated to blog.  I must do down and dirty, very little editing, NaNoWriMo style blogging.  For the grammar nazis, I'm sorry
• I really need to set aside some set time to do this.  All of my posts so far have been done in the morning, which does not work when I work in the morning.
• I probably should do this at night.  Which means I need to tell myself that I have to do this at night so that I will

In ECC news, Yesterday a epidemic of diarrhea went around the Hopper Room (5 year olds), with one poor boy being covered in it.  I really don't know how it happened, but needless to say he was upset.  3 kids had to go home early, and several others were complaining about tummy aches.  It was not the food, as one of the sick girls did not eat the food.  It is no fun having sick kids