The Plague

We have it. "We" meaning the short one and I. Yesterday we hit the road for a quick trip to Bend and Mt Shasta only to find, while Anna was giving a presentation yesterday and couldn't stop coughing, that her demise was soon to come. Hope we made it out before infecting the tall guy! When we left home she was loading all the fun stuff (bikes, dirt shoes, helmets) and now we are sitting in the Oakridge house drowning in balled up Kleenex and empty chicken broth boxes. To add to this viral intruder, shorty decided to drop caffeine figuring she might as well suffer all at once. What does this mean for me? That I need reinforcements ASAP. HELP!!!! She won't let me photograph her so I leave you with these lovely shots from yesterday's drive.