On top of the cold from hell, this weekend my back gave out, and I was tied to my bed.
My mom felt so bad for me, so she drove in from my parents house sunday (only 30 minutes away, but still) with an electrical warming-pillow (is there a proper name for it in english?), so I could have it on my sore back and hopefully get better. (I did - I had a hard time walking yesterday, but today has been much better.)
With her she brought lovely, white hyacinths and what seemed like half the supermarkets fruit- and vegetable isle. My kitchen is stacked with healthy goodness.