MaxieC is still sick, but not nearly as bad as yesterday. I'm still sick - a little worse than yesterday but not too bad. Everyone else is not sick.
I took HannieC out for some lawnmower joyriding, then she wanted me to pull her in the bike trailer to the park that's a couple blocks over. I did that, but I paid for it later. It really wiped me out. I had to go down into the basement and take a nap on the couch. I lay there peacefully, undiscovered for about 1 quarter (the second quarter of Dallas v. Tampa Bay), until The Mrs. woke me up to "play" with MaxieC.
It turned out what she meant when she said "play" was "change his nasty, poopy diaper".
We shall eat soon, I suspect.
The good new is that I found Dave: