Why, happy Saturday morning, dear people. I’m at the dining room table eating grapes and drinking iced tea. N is cutting open Gogurts, T is watching some new show called “The Troop”, S is playing Madden 10 on Wii, and M is off at Zoomba. Oh, the puppies are outside. The temps are still too high, if you ask me, although the collective southern Wisconsin population probably could live with a couple more weeks in the seventies.

So I’m sick, first time in a while. I sucked it up and taught the long Thursday but by the time I arrived home later that evening I knew I wasn’t going to lift. I fell hard on the couch and watched the new Office and most of the Community premier before falling asleep in pretty much the same position. I woke at four and knew I wasn’t hitting the gym at five so I closed my eyes again until six. I canceled my student meeting and department meeting and skipped out on faculty senate. What did I do all day? The morning and afternoon passed quickly with solid television (Vampire Diaries, three Weeds episodes) along with some minor cleaning (including Mack’s vomit behind a cabinet…tasty). Later on I took a bath and read the new Richard Russo. By six I was crashed on the front porch futon. I woke at six this morning when N found me on the front porch.

So maybe I have swine flu. I have no idea. Does it matter? I don’t know. I’m slightly hungry now, so that’s an improvement. I’m tempted to work out today, and still might lift (have to keep the “three days a week” pattern alive) but might skip cardio. I don’t know. Depends on how I feel later. I want to get the boys off of electronics soon, though. Maybe I’ll take them over to the Lion’s Den.

I like the feeling of emerging from sickness. I hope the feeling continues. More tomorrow.