Now It's His Turn

First it was me. I have no idea where I picked up this tenacious flu virus, but I didn't even make it home from the airport last week before I knew I had something. I haven't recovered yet, but I'm at least headed in that direction.

Unfortunately, now it's Dave's turn.

It hit him like a ton of bricks yesterday and he's down for the count now. And that doesn't happen very often.

Because of that he's had to cancel his upcoming trip to Estonia. That doesn't happen very often either.

But at least he's at home, can rest and be cared for by me. We'll just be two sickies here together!

Two of our dear friends have brought us delicious soups, groceries and a wonderful Czech "babovka". We feel loved and taken care of, despite feeling so wiped out.

"Thank you dearest Ingrid and Danča! "