Still sick. Fever, body aches, shivers. I'm downing Tylenol at an alarming rate. I can't take anything else. I buried myself under a down comforter, a quilt, with the heat cranked up and was still shivering.

I've never seen Mr. Crazy so sick for so long-- usually he's over something in a day or two.

Couldn't really cook today but I made waffles for the kids this morning. The girls eat them with cream cheese, Mr. Crazy eats them plain. I'll try to make some pasta for the Prophet later.

The news said that tomorrow it will be a high of 18 degrees. We need garbage bags and laundry detergent... we all have the flu... I don't think we'll be going out. What did people do before garbage bags? I think they burned their trash, which is illegal here. Or they dug big pits and just threw everything inside, for archaeologists to find later.