Sep. 11th, 2005

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There's an evil nasty icky thing going around the house. On the way home from Harper's Retreat, Ira came down with a fever, and by the time we got home, all he really wanted to do was sleep. He was feeling better by Tuesday, and I started resisting coming down with it. I had almost fought it off, when Chris became feverish on Friday. Of course, he was a guy, and did yard work and stuff like that anyway, and ended up in bed under 5 blankets Friday evening and all day Saturday, into this morning. This morning I woke up coughing a lot with a sore throat, and I've been feeling ickier and ickier all day. Sigh. I really don't want to be sick. I really want to go to yoga tomorrow morning. I'm going to go to bed soon and hopefully that will help.

We went to Harpers last weekend. It was fun, though I didn't make it to either of the big bardic circles, and was only able to see part of the competitions. The kids needed to go to bed, and since that's so much more Chris' thing than mine, I let him go while I stayed at the cabin with the sleeping babes. I figure that someday we'll be at an event where there's an evening ball, and he can return the favor. Ira had a great time climbing on the big rock. I'm sure that all of you who have been there know the one I mean -- It was covered in children every time I saw it all weekend. He was somewhat disappointed though that all the children's activities seemed to be aimed at older children.

Lots more to say, but I'm very tired and as I said before, I'm feeling pretty icky, so I think I'm going to go now and write more another time.


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