I have had the flu. And my dogs tried to burn down the house.
Actually I think it was John's dog. He's a pig. I left them in the house for about 3 hours and there was some cake pushed to the back of the stove. He jumped up and just happened to move the dial on one of the burners to "ignite." I got home to the smell of something baking, a flaming burner, a melted crayon next to the burner, and the cake pan ruined with ashes on top. We are very lucky our dogs and all of our stuff didn't go up in flames today.
I think my flu might be getting better. Mornings are the worst, and whenever I feel really sick I try to think of the Lewis & Clark expedition. If they could make that trip while plagued by all kinds of sickness, I can do a couple measly chores. I have to get up, feed the horses & dogs, make sure the kid feeds & dresses himself, and run him the 25 miles into school. By the time I did all that today my ibuprofen had kicked in and I felt pretty decent when I went to run some errands and feed a friend's cats. Then I came home, ate lunch, and slept for two hours before going back to town to get the boy. This afternoon I even got my dishes done. Mostly. Tonight I am going to bed early.
Oh, by the way, ginger tea with honey and lemon is awesome for a sore throat. I used fresh sliced ginger. It actually tasted good too.