Where have I been?

Secluded on the third floor since Sunday with "flu-like" symptoms. I doubt it was actually the flu, but it's the Dana version of it, at any rate. I missed an annual dinner event on Wednesday night because Paul wouldn't let me out of the house (I would have fallen down the 2 flights of stairs, who am I kidding?), but I managed to not only get myself ready and out the door, but actually have a decent amount of fun at the Harry concert last night.