There's a certain amount of delirium that comes with being home and sick in the winter. You become trapped in the comforts of your own walls. The mind starts to wander and make fictions far more interesting than reality ever could be. You spin yarns.... Today is a spinning day. We sit here crazed in our boredom telling a story that starts with a simple sentence until it becomes a living thing. An hour goes by and the story still progresses until we truly wish it had been video taped to sit back and laugh at on a later date. To this point we have been to a mountain top, jungle, and ocean. We have bobbed for fish while starving and surrounded by fruit trees, been trapped in a tent during a tornado while Mother Nature lifted us up, encountered crazy villagers, and tried to harness the powers of electricity in a thunderstorm that occurred in -15 degree temperatures. Oh yes, it's a spinning day here and the yarn goes on and on. I never know where we'll end up next.