Well Who Doesn't?

Sam's turn.
He likes-a the shark.


Also, someone today referred to the sickness as "that two week flu." Huh?! No! Don't say that! It brought me to my knees Monday afternoon, then flattened me for the next three days, and now that I'm reeling and struggling to regain my balance it has stuck around to toy with me. It is evil. Three days of 101+ fevers, painful coughing, no appetite (I think I've eaten a little oatmeal and toast this week, incuding on Thanksgiving--I've had lots of fluids and vitamins, and some meds) and body aches galore. Now everyone here has it. I don't usually get sick in bed sick, so this is really ruining things for me.