For those of you keeping score: 4 out of 5 Murphys are, or have been, on antibiotics in the past two weeks. (I filled Bridget's prescription just this morning.) Kerri, alone, remains unscathed. Er, well, she's been soar-throat-y and achey, but not in need of Amoxycillin or Cefprozil like the girls and I did/do.
In actual writing news: I came up with a new idea for "Nothing Is Ever Truly Lost." Not actual writing, per se, but ... "progress." If one were to use the term in the loosest sense of the word. But hell, I'll take it.