To Church or not to Church?

Jim is dressed and ready for Mass. My pajama clad rear is parked on the couch with the dogs and my computer. The phone book is sitting next to me waiting to be opened due to the curiosity regarding the Quaker church a friend of mine goes to. It is quiet in my house. I don't want to leave and shake hands with the flu germ clad hands of the St. Mary's parishioners. I guess I better pick up the phone book. The six year old is now demanding breakfast. Do I stay home with them or go to church with Jim. Which will feed my soul?