Confessions of a Leper

It's no secret that the Wescott household has been stricken with the plague over the last week. Suffice it to say that cooking a hearty meal has fallen by the wayside and our friend Chef Boyardee has come calling on more than one occasion.

Here's my question, as if it isn't shameful enough that I'm feeding my family spaghettios for dinner, do they have to dye them neon orange so the whole neighborhood knows? My son will undoubtedly go parading around over the next few days glowing as bright as Chester Cheetah and everyone will know...so I might as well admit it now.