Well, we are thankful for having survived Thanksgiving this year. Last Tuesday we boarded an airplane (the wonderful Delta 4027 -- direct flight to SLC) and headed back to Utah. We hadn't been there more than a day when Andrew started to get sick. Really sick. Making-deathlike-coughing-sounds-at-night sick. Then Bryan got sick. Sinus-infection-so-bad-it-made-his-nose-continually-bleed sick. Then Nora fell sick. Then Ellie, last of all. After several trips to the doctor, and much worrying about insurance, we were feeling a bit better by the day we headed home.
Now, it is one thing to be sick at home, where you can mope around in your pajamas, be grumpy with your kids, or gaze at the television with a blank stare. It is another thing to be sick as a house guest. What can you do? Not leave your room? No, you've paid big money to come out and everyone has spent much toil and trouble to make your visit wonderful. So you blow your nose, clear your throat, medicate to the hilt, and try to be social. All the while, you suspect that your infection will soon be hitting the wonderful family who is hosting you. Not fun.
Now, having said that, we DID manage to have a good Thanksgiving. We visited with Ellie's folks on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Ellie's Mom made a scrumptious yam dish and their family, seeing our misery, even let us win at Settlers of Catan. The rest of our visit was spent with the Warnicks. My family had labored at yet another full Thanksgiving meal, with luscious turkey and my Grandma's famous chocolate cake. (Ellie thought the nut cups were impressive -- weird choice, but whatever.)
Many thanks to our families for being such wonderful, patient, and generous hosts. We hope you feel better soon -- it is a nasty bug isn't it? We love you guys very much.
Thanksgiving with the Merkleys.
Ellie's gingerbread house -- a Warnick tradition.
Dad Warnick took us to his lab for root beer floats -- another Warnick tradition.
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