Well, instead of going to the Relay for Life, I'm lying here in bed, trying to eat some dinner between waves of nausea. This morning I felt fine, but by the time Relay hour came around, I was getting cold chills, hot flashes, headaches, muscle aches, etc. I watched my son for several hours, during this, and it felt like ages, like I was always on the brink of collapse.
So, needless to say, I'm not going. I did manage to get Plinko out the door, and it works fairly well now (Matt's idea of making heavier Plinko chips really helped, as well as Daniel's advice on making the surface slicker). But I won't get to enjoy watching the kids play it, which is the main reason all this work is worth it. Yeah, the real goal is to raise money for Cancer research, but we could have done that with far less effort by setting up a food booth like everyone else. We were trying to do something different and fun to raise the bar, and I'm just sad I'm not going to see the smiles on the kids' faces. My wife's going to snap some photos, but that's not really the same, is it?