At least that’s what it feels like. Body aches all over, slightly febrile (t = 100), throat is both soar and scratchy. Head is swimming.

I’ve been so tired of hearing the phrase, “There’s a lot of it going around this year.” (Because, really, isn’t there a lot of it going around every year?) But now that I, in fact, have “it”, I am willing to concur. The main thing now is making sure little Ben doesn’t get “it” but for now he sure gets a lot of amusement out of watching me cough and sneeze.