This is a really weird thing to blog about, but I heard on the (entertainment) news this afternoon that Heath Ledger was found dead in his apartment today. Aside from the information itself being really random and shocking, I'm a little sad (I know, I know, I don't even know him). I loved him in 10 Things I Hate About You and especially A Knight's Tale. Strange and sad, hm?
On to a (somewhat) lighter note--we've all been beaten by the flu this last week. Fever, chills, congestion, coughing, dizziness. I'm just about done with it, Reed's pretty much done, but Savvy seems to have just started and Jaxon seems to be making his way through the worst part of it. Phill is strangely immune. And even if he does catch it, he'll probably have it for half the time. He's beastly strong, that man. :) Anyway, yesterday night was pretty bad for me, as I was worried about how I'd be able to take care of the kiddos with how I was feeling and Phill was going back to work today after a very helpful four-day weekend, during which he did ten loads of laundry, four sinkfuls of dishes, made meals and doctored us sickees with utmost patience. So we had a friend come over, and together he and Phill gave me a blessing. Last night I was able to sleep more soundly and comfortably, and this morning I was finally able to breathe through my nose! :) Not only that, but Savvy took a 3-hour nap and Jaxon did, too! (And they actually coincided!!!)
And lastly, on a weird note: Phill accidentally washed his cellphone. In the washing machine. He has tried everything short of CPR to revive it, but nothing doing. And we just updated, too. Good thing we have our old phones. And at least his phone is as clean as it will ever be, right? Right?