Yes, my eyes are still red and puffy from all the sneezing I’ve been doing. All I can do is hope that the nasty cold goes away and that I get my voice back sometime soon. Ah Choo! I hope that you are having a better weekend than I am, all coiled up in bed, hoping the cold goes away.
Not much going on except that everybody’s sick. All in my family have the cold, except for my dear old Dad, who appears immune (though now stuck doing all of our mundane chores, you know, things like walking the dogs and all.) Neighbors are sick, Scriber’s is sick. Everybody I know? Yup, you guessed it, sick. Sick sick sick sick. It’s like Ebola of the Nose, I swear.
Ah yes, there’s nothing quite like swimming in the shallow end of the germ pool. And to think, I’m almost out of tomato soup.
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick.
Until next time, when maybe I’m not so, well, sick….