Via email this morning:

Mom: “Are you still coughing? It’s been very cold at night lately, and Saturday night will be worse, you guys want to come over for Hot Pot Sat. night? We can also get crabs too.”
Me: “I’m coughing my lungs out. I think I figured out last nite that the nite coughs are because of cold air hitting my throat. Every time I cough, Dodo comes running in meowing to ask if I’m okay.
[Mr. W]’s parents called last nite and said they are going to drive down from Vegas either today or tomorrow to visit because we wouldn’t be seeing them for Christmas. [Mr. W] thought it’d be a good time to have the families meet, what do you think?”
Mom: “Dodo is so cute. Yeah, I think we should have American food at restaurant, right?”
Me: “Actually, when I cough, Dodo might be running in to tell me to shut up, I don’t know. I just like to think that he’s asking if I’m okay.
I think [Mr. W]’s parents aren’t very experimental with food, so it should probably be an American restaurant. Like [Mr. W]’s kids, they THINK they eat Chinese food, but I tell them what they’re eating is not really Chinese food. haha.”
Mom: “Wear scarf or something to keep your neck (throat)warm, that helps.”