The ‘bad cold’ bug hit my family early this year.
It visits us every year, regrettably, with the precise regularity of a termite inspection. One of my daughters usually brings it home from school in January, mercifully after the holidays, and within a week and a half we all fall prey. It’s the one and only downside of having school-age children, whom I consider to be just cuter and more lovable versions of petri dishes. Continue Reading…
Rustic Plate 