I've come down with a nasty cold and have absolutely no sense of smell or taste, so I'm not really motivated to make dinner. Especially since I had a new yummy-sounding risotto recipe I was going to try--don't want to waste that on not being able to taste. So I think the husband is going to pick up some kind of take-out for us on his way home.
The boy is also sick, but he just has a fever and no other symptoms, so we've done nothing today but lay on the couch or in my bed watching TV. I hate him being sick, but he's so cuddly when he is, and I'll take cuddles from him whenever I can get them!