Not Dead Yet

It's true. We are still alive. Round three of communicable diseases did not kill us off. It just rendered us (or at least me) dead to the world for several days. Somehow I managed to fall ill to not only bronchitis, but to the stomach flu as well.  On Valentine's day I emerged from my sick bed looking the very picture of romance: matted hair, pale skin, the same clothes for the last 24 hours, and smelling eerily similar to a boys' locker room. Can you feel the love? Thankfully Kevin signed up for better or worse, in health and in sickness and settled for eating Steak & Shake by candlelight at home nearly a week after Valentines day was officially over.  (Yes, I did marry well). 

I will get back to regular blogging just as soon as I crawl out from underneath the pile of "to-do" lists that accumulated during the Plague of 2011.