I was ill yesterday....just a cold and cough, for which I blame my dentist and dental hygienist who had their hands and sharp implements in my mouth on Tuesday. 
     However, being under the weather gave me the opportunity to stay home, sip tea, eat soup, and read a good book cover to cover.  I read "My Grandmother asked me to tell you she's sorry," by Fredrik Backman, and do recommend it.
     It's the story of a 7 year old and her crazy grandmother.  The grandmother, after her death, leaves clues for the 7 year old for a treasure hunt of sorts.  It does involve real-life princes and princesses, monsters, dragons, superheroes, and learning courage to defend your castle at all costs. This is not a  fantasy story.
     I felt a bit like the sick-kid in the "Princess Bride," whose grandfather read him the book by the same name, and wants to hear it all again the next day.