Back on track

It's not the result of the Super Bowl that has kept me off the blog for more than a week although that was a real bummer.

We've been sick at our house for more than a week. Not the nausea, throw-up kind of sick, but the constant coughing and hacking, chest congestion kind of sick, and for lack of a better phrase, I'm sick of it.

Little Dylan, age 3 1/2, has been home from his daycare experience five days out of the past nine. I don't know if I have been making him sick or vice versa. So far Heather has escaped it.

Then last weekend I had to help my old friends at the Custer paper out of a bind by coming up with a Valentine's Day article for them. Sort of hard to at a distance of 400 miles, but it got accomplished by Monday noon. Then I had to scramble to get this week's Midweek Update done for how ever many hundred Pierre readers there are. Now that that's done, I need to have my monthly column for the Custer paper sent out to them by tomorrow.

We've had snow three times so far this week. The saint with the snowblower, about whom I have written before, has come through as usual, but the daylong light snowfalls require a guy to shovel every couple of hours to keep up with it or face heavy shoveling when it ends.

I'm ready for spring and a week of feeling good.