Wednesday was quite rainy and cold, which, of course, I loved.
I did not love the cold that caught me on the same afternoon.
I'm laying here on the couch, with My Kid Could Paint That (Did she? Didn't she? What a good movie.) on in the background and a brown paper lunch sack next to full of (pardon) snotty tissues.
Having a cold with one lung is tiring. I really *really* promise to slather this place with love once I can stand without getting dizzy!
Hope these tide you over a bit!
And, part 1 of 2 in the Fuzzy Dog-Child catagory:
*swoon*..... *cough, choke, snort*
Oh Nyquil, here I come.