Recap: A Week of Radio Silence

I feel really out of it. I've spent the last week off-line, mostly because my laptop is in the process of failing and I've been frantically backing up and making recovery CDs and freaking out when the little silver rectangle on my lap starts making noises like a garbage disposal. But I've also been a non-participant on-line because Peanut has been sick, and we had a lovely 4 day weekend, thanks to a teacher in-service day last Friday, and the weather has been crappy, and oh! Health scares among my loved ones! (Note to the one relative of mine who might read this: Be Warned! If you see The Patient anytime soon, be prepared to hear about the hormone shot to shrink his prostate! You will hear waaaayyy more than you needed to know about gonads, a term he apparently has been using in casual dinner conversation with extended family. Just don't say I didn't warn you.) If you are doing the math at home, you take the 4 day weekend, multiply by the standard cancer anxiety quotient, add in the 2 days I've kept Peanut home this week, then carry the 2 hours I spent in a snowstorm last week sorting disgusting returnable bottles and cans for a school fundraiser. At the dump. In a snowstorm. Which I am still not over, obviously. So, if indeed you decide to do the math? Once you have your answer, turn the calculator upside down and I swear it will read "CRAZY."