I was sick during the Christmas holidays with a chest cold. Having finally recovered, this Friday, as I was subbing in second grade, I suddenly felt a cold breeze go up my spine that sent me shivering, and funny tingling begin in my nose. Oh great, a head cold. I looked at all the little red noses sitting around my desk and thought, "Oh great...." By Friday night it was full flow. Thank goodness for weekends though. I love weekends when I have subbed a lot during the week—Saturday to catch up on chores and Sunday to relax. And, with this cold, to recover because I am also subbing the next two days. I did finish a book yesterday. At least I think I did—I was walking around in a Dayquil-inspired haze. "Sweet Life in Paris," a culture-and-recipes journal written by a California pastry chef who has been living (at least at the time this book was written) in Paris for the past five years. I really enjoyed it because so much of what he wrote about Paris—the people, th...