So remember when I said that Harry spent the grand majority of his Spring Break laying on the couch because he was sick and all that fun stuff?  Well the little dear gave his SICK to the rest of us (minus Kile cuz he’s speshul) and now we’re the ones laying around and moaning dramatically.

So far, it appears Liam has the worst of it.  Last night, just before dinner, the child fell asleep. This is WHOLLY uncommon.  He laid down on the floor which is strange to begin with because normally he’s a whirlwind of activity.  I stepped over his prone form and carried Evie into the kitchen to get her strapped into her chair and some food on her tray.  As soon as I was done with that, Kile called to Liam that it was dinner time and he was OUT.  There was no waking him up.   Very strange.  When he woke up a little later (and kept threatening to fall asleep in his peanut butter and jelly sandwhich), I noticed he was a little warm so we dosed him up with some Motrin and put the poor thing to bed.  Today he has been little better, laying around on the couch, whining and being extra spiteful to his sister.  He had another fever and another dose of Motrin.  It’s strange to see him feeling sick anymore, since we’re so used to seeing him go full tilt all the time.

Evie has it better, at least so far.  Her issues are limited to a runny nose (NICE) and some mild congestion.  It hasn’t hampered her spirit any and she enjoyed crawling around the living room and playing like a wild thing all morning long.  Pausing for the occasional swiping of her nose was simply unacceptable, but a neccessity as far as I’m concerned.  I cannot have snail trails all over my house.  Gah.

And me… well I’m worse than Evie but not as bad as Liam.  No fever yet, that I can tell.  But I have a raging headache, congestion, runny nose, sneezing, coughing, and general aches and pains whenever I, you know, MOVE.

GOOD TIMES.

So please send all the get well vibes you can towards this house.  Because being sick really sucks.  And I’d hate to have to start calling this place The House of Phlegm.

I was reading a post over at Lost a Sock yesterday where she talked about how warm she liked to keep their house.  And, I swear to you, my jaw about hit the floor.   There are actually lots of people, apparently, who keep their thermostats at 74 degrees.  Or higher!  I think I would probably burst into spontaneous flame if we had our thermostat set at that for more than about, oh, 30 minutes.  

And I realized that there are people who are just plain intolerant to cold.  Much like I am intolerant to heat.  I hate hate hate being hot.  HATE IT.  I have an actual adverse physical reaction to being too warm.  Seriously!  The worst is getting into a car on a sunny but slightly cool day and it’s already warm in the car from the sun coming through the windows but then they turn the heater on?  ZOMG.  My skin crawls and I feel an overwhelming urge to PANT, I kid you not.  I cannot stand being warm.  Why I don’t just migrate to the Arctic Circle, I have no idea.  

We are misers around these parts and have been long before the current financial crisis ever hit.  I guess it’s just lucky that I like to be on the cool side anyhow.  During the winter, we have our thermostat set to 62 or so during the day.  I bump it up if I need to, like when we get a storm and it’s cooler outside than usual.  Generally, the house keeps it’s heat pretty well since the majority of the windows face the south side of the house and if the sun is shining, that goes a long way to keeping the place warm.  The thermostat goes up to 68 for a couple hours first thing in the morning to warm up the house and then again in the evening.  At night, we set it back to 58.  Because if there’s one thing I hate, it’s when the heater runs while I’m sleeping.  Even unconsciously, while I’m sleeping, I will toss and turn and wake up and sweat.  It’s awful. 

I generally wear my fleecy pajamas, slippers and a cozy robe during the day.  Sometimes I put a blanket on my lap when I’m watching TV.  The little kids too wear fleecy, cozy jammies during the winter months and when we dress for the cold, well, it works in the house too.  We’re not the sorts to wear shorts and t-shirts during the winter months.  If it’s 30 degrees outside, I figure I should be wearing a sweater.  It’s not worth the heating bill just to be able to wear a t-shirt when at home.  

I like it cold when I sleep so I can wear cozy pajamas and snuggle under a down comforter and flannel sheets.  The boys both wear cozy pajamas and snuggle under a pile of covers.  They haven’t complained about it and both have their favorite blankets.  I always make sure Evie is wearing warm pajamas and even then she gets tucked under a double-width fleece blanket.  Her room, like ours, faces the north side of the house so it’s cooler than the rest of the house.  As such, we’ve put a space heater in her room and we ran it last night to great success.  She stayed warm and cozy all night long.  I’ve already mentioned that I like it cool when I sleep and we even have the ceiling fan running on low in our room at night so that things don’t get too stagnant.  

So tell me this: Are we crazy?  I promise, if you ever came to visit we would bump up the heat for you.  But in the meantime, we sure do enjoy the comparatively small heating bills!  What do you keep your thermostat at?  And aren’t electronic thermostats just THE BOMB?  Makes life SO much simpler. 

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In other, completely unrelated news, I have a new review up over on ye olde review blogge.  PBN saw fit enough to send my nine year old a Wii game to review and I think it’s safe to say that he thought it was the coolest thing to ever come in our mail EVER.  What can I say?  The boy likes video games.  So yeah.  Go check it out.