Please . . . oh, please . . .

[pegkerr]

We have tickets to go see The Hobbit at the Minneapolis Children's Theater tonight. (Tickets for the four of us cost $108.00.)

I just got a call from the school. Delia has been in the nurse's office for the past half hour, complaining that she feels like she is going to hurl.

Please, Delia, please. Do not puke.

Comments

[heavenscalyx.livejournal.com]

Auggggh. Fingers crossed that it's just... nerves or something.

[eeyorerin]

Oh, dear.

*sends anti-hurl vibes*

[v-bridgetjones.livejournal.com]

I'm going to see The Hobbit on Sunday. I have some friends in it... I've done a lot of work at the Children's Theatre. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope Delia feels better.

[minnehaha.livejournal.com]

Bring her over here.

K.

[dichroic.livejournal.com]

Wow. Friendship is watching other people's children; true friendship is watching pukey ones.

[pegkerr.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I ended up going and picking her up; I got Fiona at the same time rather than having her go to the Y. I was feeling crummy enough myself that I didn't mind leaving work early. We will all spend a quiet day at home. She hasn't thrown up, and perversely, is now feeling better. Complaining of being bored, in fact. It looks as though we will be able to go the show tonight.

[jbru.livejournal.com]

Hooray! Hope everyone is feeling well very soon.

[prunesnprisms.livejournal.com]

keeping my fingers crossed!

[scott-lynch.livejournal.com]

Enjoy! I read about this in the Pioneer Press a few weeks back... wanted to take Jen out to see it, but I'm not sure if we'll be able to squeeze it in. Regale us with tales when you get back.