Greetings loyal airmen, this one is going to be truly brief.  Three days ago, Val's mom, who resides with us, came down with that awful stomach flu that is really sweeping the country.  They yesterday afternoon Valerie got and spend most of her day trying to keep watch on her mom and in the bathroom.  With me doing what little I could to help them both.  Then around 2 AM this morning, I woke up with a sour stomach and knew it was my turn.  Spent  the rest of the night back and forth from sofa in living room to the bathroom.
   This morning all three of us look like he walking dead.  It looks like Val's mom is on the bend, and she has stopped vomiting.  Leaving me the straggler.  Soon as these words are down, I'm crawling back into bed.  Oh, and did I mention we're in the middle of another snowstorm?   What a peachy day.  Ha.
    All prayers would be appreciated and my apologies for such a lackluster log, airmen.  I was really hoping to make a very…very special announcment today concerning the pulp books I produce.  But somebody else has that covered  thankfully.  And if I'm half way human again tomorrow, check back.  I may post my first ever Sat. log.
  Okay, stomach is flipping.
Ron, over and…really out.