The Lewis family has been down with a croupy cough all week. We've chosen to be unsocial since we're reluctant to pass around to anyone else whatever "creeping crud" we have.
We're also planning on holing up for the next few days on account of the weather, which promises to be nasty.
Based on this anticipated snow dump, the neighborhood potluck got canceled, and anyone who had the option of telecommuting for the day chose that option -- including a neighbor who drives to Spokane every day for her job.
This neighbor just called us (Thursday evening) and asked if she could stop by for a moment. Don warned her we were sick, but she said that was fine.
A few minutes later she drove up, and I stepped out on the porch to welcome her. To my surprise, she handed me a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts.
"I told myself, if I'm going to be snowed in tomorrow, I want a doughnut," she explained, and thoughtfully picked some up for us as well.
I mean, how sweet (in a literal as well as figurative sense) is that?
This shows the kinds of neighbors with which we're blessed.