Got up this morning.
Wife was sick... around too many people with something nasty.
Went out to get the paper... 5 degrees F.
Went to the drug store to get some mucous noxious or some such medicine for her stuffiness.
Car engine protested with squeals there and back... too cold for man or machine.
Came back and cleaned off the driveway and walk of snow that eventually becomes compacted ice.
Took a walk... on the treadmill... not crazy, you know.
Watched the Lions find one more way to lose a game... bad snap on an extra point.
Son called from E. Lansing wanting to know if his tires were flat... told him he had the car so I couldn't tell, but it was probably a cold transmission.
Fixed dinner... wife too sick to do anything except give commands.
Cleaned the dishes.
Son is watching re-runs, so I decided to finish this.
7 p.m. and it's been dark for 2 hours... feels like bedtime.
2 more days... then it's winter.
