Marathon weekend

On Wednesday I could feel the very beginnings of a cold coming on. Mild, not a surprise but vexing given the days ahead. Deb was still getting over a lingering cough so the notion of both of us being at less than 100% was not pleasant.But, everything coming could not be changed.For example, on Friday, Robbie turned 17. We were still figuring out his present that morning since all he really wanted was the right video card so he could play a Lord of the Rings PC game he got for Christmas. We had bought said video card only to discover neither his computer nor mine had the right slot for the card. Deb