Best laid plans…Our week with Kari did not turn out as I had hoped. Influenza A dominated our family—took us OUT. Kari was the only one who was well, as she had just had it the prior week down at school and was on the mend, so she was still able to do things and meet up with friends. It was just sad and so disappointing. She got home late Friday night and by Saturday afternoon, Greg was down and the domino effect ensued. (He had been in Corvallis at OSU that Wednesday, interviewing engineering students, and he and his coworkers were all sick by the weekend. We’re blaming those college students, not ours. Haha!) We were pretty pathetic on Thanksgiving--had to stay home. We managed to sit around the table together for a few minutes before Grant needed to go lie down again. It’s kind of funny now, but it wasn’t then! I admit I was not very thankful. I shed pitiful tears multiple times. The day after, though, everyone was finally fever-free and feeling (mostly) good enough to go get our tree, a tradition we’ve had for many years. It made my day and salvaged the week a little in my mind, along with the puzzle time I got with Kari while we all watched Elf. She flew out early Saturday morning, and we mustered up energy, in spurts, to start decorating for Christmas between coughing fits and nose-blowing. She comes home again in a little over two weeks, and hopefully, we’ll be illness-free for Christmas! (Please, Lord!)
