It’s finally here: Annika has a fever and was feeling so icky tonight that she didn’t want cake or ice cream. Seriously. And she fell asleep before 9 pm. She’s snuggled up with me and snoring away. My poor baby.

Anders felt bad a few days too and probably had a fever, considering he was shivering and had some night sweats and things. Both have had sore throats.

So I suppose this means I’ll be getting it too. I’ve shared water and an apple with Annika in the past day. I’ve been run down from working a lot. I’m already in bed tonight too. I was in bed by 8:30. Maybe I’m tired because I’m starting to get sick too. Maybe I’m just having psychosomatic symptoms.

I am really tired. I’m worried about the next week because I’m going to be gone for two days which means I have to prep for a sub. And I might get sick right when I’m going to Boats and Bluegrass, the best weekend of the year.

On the plus side, I have a new electric blanket and it’s soft plush and I am probably never going to get out of my bed again.