All week, I fought off a vague feeling of being sick, thinking it might be allergies. The weekend hit, and so did a nasty bug. I spent part of Saturday, and almost all of Sunday in bed. It's the sore throat, runny nose, train running through your head, entire body aching kind of sick. The kind when the sheets and blanket touching your skin hurts. I was just happy to have Steve taking care of me from the periphery of my sick induced haze. Other than that, I have absolutely nothing to say except - be well out there. The crud has struck, and hopefully it won't find you.