Ugh, Steph, I'm so sorry. Hope your symptoms are very mild and pass quickly.

I really really hope you have a mild case, Tep, and that you and Tim recover quickly. And that you get the chance to punch his coworkers in the necks.

I'm so sorry, Tep, and I am fucking furious at Tim's co-workers on both your behalves.

Fingers crossed that Tim responds beautifully to the antibodies and that you can get them too--my supervisor's parents, who have multiple risk factors (in their 70s, chronic lung and heart conditions, obese, live in a region with crappy health and social safety nets) both have Covid, both got antibodies and are both recovering much more easily than she'd dared hope. Her dad's symptoms were always mild; her mom, OTOH, was getting seriously ill but turned a corner within a day of her infusion.

Oh, Teppy. I am so sorry. May you both recover quickly, and not kill each other while laid up.

Also, eeeep, I am scheduled to get my vaccine Thursday.

Also, eeeep, I am scheduled to get my vaccine Thursday.

Yay! Do the pokey pokey! Put your left arm out! Put the needle in! Do the pokey pokey and do it again! (in three weeks)

Matilda just came back from her ortho appointment and they are already recommending having her wisdom teeth out. They're coming in slantwise and the roots are not fully grown so (a) they will wreck all the ortho that's been done if they don't come out; and (b) easier to pull them before the roots get long.

Still, I find the thought of my kids going under general completely nerve wracking.

Matilda has only had two friends in her social bubble for the last umpty months. Iris and Mia. Mia she knows from summer camp. Iris is her only school friend that she's seen, and Iris' parents (Rick and Janet) have both been super nice and supportive during the whole thing.

Anyway, Janet got Shingles and it's been brutal. Her face looks like she got beat with a pipe and it's going to take four months to heal up. Her doctor recommended no gluten during this period, so I made her a gluten free cake (with tips from Juliana!): Victorian Sponge, with raspberry whipped cream and dark chocolate ganache.

I'm sorry, Steph.

So Mr. S's school will be virtual tomorrow.(It was supposed to be in-person, but weather) I have a feeling it may be me and Gary doing tag-team on the classes. I'm scheduled for a telework day anyhow, and I don't know if the nanny's going to want to drive over here.(She was supposed to pick him up at school and take him back here.)

Oh no, Steph. I hope everything stays manageable for you both.

I'm annoyed that after days of freezing weather here, it has warmed up for the snow, so we're getting wet heavy yuck out there.

Teppy, may it go easily for both of you; I join Volans in hoping for an opportunity to punch Tim's coworkers in the neck.

Today stinks on ice - my goddaughter's MIL died last night (fuck cancer right in the ear) and if this were the Before Times I would be writing this from the car as Jim drove us up to Whidbey. Now we're all working out what to do instead. I hate this.

I'm sorry, Steph. Fingers crossed for mildness.

I'm back in the office today. First time I've set foot in the place for over ten months. Weirding out a bit.

Well that sucks, Steph. I hope it’s mild.