70 and actually I haven't been outside in days.
Our house is one of woe and misery. My poor, lovely clockworkshadow has a cold, a sinus infection, a cough from hell, no voice, and some pink eye nonsense. I was taking care of her but my cold is growing and I wound up throwing up a bunch. (also I am SUPER dizzy.) Paul is getting over the cold that got us all this way and his cough is still bad, but he's well enough to go do our bidding in terms of food-purchase and kleenex acquisition. Also, before you turn into my mom say anything: doctors can't do crap for a cold because it's a damn virus; Paul is the only one with insurance; Damien hates doctors.
So instead, for various members of the family: much ginger ale, books (I'm rereading Sorcery and Cecilia, which I haven't read since high school), QI, sudafed, conversation via messenger/notebook for the Voiceless Wonder, much kitties, much tea, much SADNESS, and also rude jokes. Also sneezing, coughing, vomming, and other pleasantness.
So instead, for various members of the family: much ginger ale, books (I'm rereading Sorcery and Cecilia, which I haven't read since high school), QI, sudafed, conversation via messenger/notebook for the Voiceless Wonder, much kitties, much tea, much SADNESS, and also rude jokes. Also sneezing, coughing, vomming, and other pleasantness.