We've been home, recovering from a whammy of the flu - yes the flu!?! Despite the flu shots and diligent hand washing. Luckily, it was mild, if the flu can be that. The thing about being sick is that I didn't feel like I COULD be doing anything else but laying on my back, much less HAVING to do anything to keep up with the usual things that keep life going. My little one was home with me too, a couple days of her and I, resting on the couch, watching her favorite cartoons and reading Fancy Nancy. One book after the other, we must have read more than 10, ten times. Of course, a little knitting here and there too. Really, not too bad when you have a good other half who happily keeps the rest of the days going. I'm ever so grateful for that indeed.