Last week, Jeff and Dan had a miserable cold, so we segregated them. Mark set up a really nice table for them in the kitchen, and was so proud of himself he took a picture of it.
I didn't escape their illness. So I don't feel like writing about food. How about a picture of Thor hiding under a kitchen chair during the power outage last week? Please, ignore the dust puppy under the pedestal of the table. I hadn't swept when the power went out, and didn't want to do so once we were sitting around the oil lamps.