While the writer is sick...

...the men work. I snuck some pictures from the house. There was No way I was tracking outside in the cold, overcast, yucky day. My dad, Zach and my brother David are rebuilding the back fence in our yard. The two sides were done a long time ago, but the owner of the house in the back never got back to us on fixing it. This week, he finally did. About time too. The fence was leaning into our backyard prepared to fall anytime.

Zach & my little brother David.

That's my dad & Zach. They don't talk to each other much normally because my dad isn't much of a talker to begin with. But when it comes to a project like this or something with cars or motors or something guy-ish, they get along great and communicate perfectly. It's odd. Whatever, as long as they get along, I have no worries.

I've been hanging out in bed all day and took the fluids advice (thanks Donna!) And with the help of some Dayquil I've been doing okay. My nose is super stuffed and it's causing my head to pound, but it's nothing too awful. I've also been carrying Clorox Disinfecting Wipes around with me. LoL. My brother got home from school and handed them to me and said "Make sure you wipe down everything you touch. I don't want to get sick."

It's good to know he cares =]