I've been sick. The flu or something. (Not E. coli, although I joked to Rob that it might be. Which isn't funny, except that with me it would be. Because I'm a wee bit obsessive in the kitchen about salmonella and the like, wiping the counters furiously with antibacterial wipes any time the teeniest drop of egg yolk is on the counter and insisting that Rob use a different turner on the cooked meat than he did on the raw meat (and NO, rinsing doesn't count). Rob thinks I go a bit overboard, but I'm all, "Rob, we could get salmonella! Or maybe even E. coli!" And he's always like, "People don't actually get that stuff." But oh! They so do! Front page of CNN.com, sucker!)

Anyway, I've been sick. Lying on the sofa staying home from work sick. Hence the silence around here. I've had nothing to say and no energy to say it. And then Tuesday night our DSL modem died. So our server was down all day yesterday, which means that not only were our websites down, but also our email was down and we, obviously, had no connection to the wonderful world wide web. I spent the day at home - still sick but starting to feel a wee bit better - and I was completely miserable the entire day. Not because of the being sick thing, but because of the no internet thing. HOW DID PEOPLE LIVE BEFORE THE INTERNET?! Every damn thing I went to do, I couldn't. I couldn't catch up on blogs, couldn't read the news, couldn't access the bread recipe I needed, couldn't watch videos, couldn't look up a phone number that wasn't listed in the phone book, couldn't track my packages, couldn't shop. Not to mention the trillion questions that crossed my mind that I couldn't research. I finally dragged my sorry ass into work just so I could get connected.

We got a new DSL modem late last night and things are mostly up and running again now. Which is not to say that I'll be online tonight because today? Today?! TODAY is the return of television! Fabulous, beautiful television! The Office! And my dear, glorious Grey's! And ER WITH JOHN STAMOS.