I hate being sick.
Did you know that? Well, I am here to tell you that I don’t like it, not one little bit. And it would seem that my nasal passages and my throat have decided to team up and make my day miserable. And my night too for that matter.
And I was so going to dazzle you with some pictures today and witty reparte. But it is not to be. No, I am maxed out on ibuprophen (800mg at a time thankyouverymuch) and my brain has decided to take a vacation to some fun place and not take me along. The stinker.
No, someone took a blow torch to my throat and stuffed cotton into my nasal passages (TMI?) and then left me to my fate. And I don’t want this. I have things to do, places to go, socks to knit and a house that really needs to be cleaned before TMO and TSiL arrive on Thursday for the weekend. TMO is in a wedding, her oldest and dearest friend and also her maid of honor. And I have to get better by then because this girl is like another daughter to me, even though she doesn’t like my dog. Or any dogs for that matter. And HHBL and I are going to the wedding.
HHBL will be wearing a suit and there is no way on God’s green earth that I am going to miss that!
So, now that I have finished sewing the little project that I had to sew for Alison’s wedding (the sashes for the bridesmaids dresses) I am going to go and lie down and knit and have a Dr. Pepper because I KNOW that is going to make me feel better.
Cuz I sure don’t feel all that good right now.