So last Sunday night we were at my parents’ house for dinner and my sister asks, “Have you got the swine flu vaccines yet?” and I answered, “No, but I should probably get on that.” Well, before I had time to even think about finding a location to get some of the elusive shots, my 5-year-old came home from school the next day coughing and not looking so hot. Enter the swine flu. Sadly with him we didn’t get it diagnosed until it was too late for him to take Tamiflu, but when my 12-year-old daughter started having symptoms on Friday, we promptly put everyone on the drugs. My husband started feeling crumby yesterday, but the other 3 of us are doing okay and I’m praying the meds do their job. We’re surviving – nothing apocalyptic – but not the funnest week we’ve had. So now that I’m going into week two of being a hermit, maybe I’ll finally finish getting this room put together. Can you tell I’m making progress? Well, probably not (other that the stuff on the walls) but serious progress has been made. I don’t know if it will ever be Better-Homes/Martha-Stewart worthy, but as long as it’s organized and functional and inspirational to me and not just black hole of craft junk, I’m good.