Well, sometimes it does. But I can’t smell anything, so I wouldn’t know.
What’s the worst part about having a terrible cold? Not being able to see one’s beautiful grandsons. (And their parents, of course.) But I must tell you that my writing to you this morning was interrupted by the next-best thing: a phone call from Jake, saying “I hope you feel better, Grammie. I love you.”
Now how cool is that? It doesn’t make me feel any less sorry for myself, but I feel better about feeling sorry for myself.
Here’s what else bites: after my fiend Suzanne returned home to the Netherlands from Ohio and Michigan, she too is sick with a cold. COINCIDENCE? I THINK NOT.
And the final kicker? It’s going to be 70 and sunny today. Typical November day in Ohio, right?
But you know what? The sun is shining, I enjoyed a great morning and lunch with Mavis yesterday, got a bunch of papers graded last night (and will continue throughout the day), I have a cinema meet-up with Tom Hanks this afternoon, and the plans for the holidays are officially underway with yesterday’s order of 7 lbs. of melting chocolate. Giddyup!
Oh, and the Browns will not lose today. Praise to Buddha.
Have a great day, fiends — enjoy the sunshine while ye may.
Aw, what a great way to start the day! Even though you’re sick, just getting that phone call made you feel warm inside. Bless his heart. I sure hope you can at least relax some today. You’ve been driving full speed for three months now!
I’m so excited that we started the holiday prep, yesterday. It’s going to be fun! Thanks again for making my birthday so special, sweetie. Had a great time! The place smells so good with the Yankee Candle you got me – and I’ve already spent the Amazon card!
Have a good day, Lindabird. I love you very much! *SMEWCH*
He is a sweetheart indeed! And I have yet to check out the roast beast for Hamsgiving — I will get back to you on it. But the chocolate arrives THIS DAY. We need to git goin’!
I hope you recover soon from this nasty cold. You’re tough. Keep shaking your fist!
I shake it all the way to the kitchen to take more DayQuil! I swear, when this is over, Vicks are going to have to lay off their night shift. HA
Praise to Buddha. Ha! Buddha make a miracle. Name of miracle? Chocolate! Hope you are feeling better soon.
SNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks, Wendell — as long as I keep up with the magic drugs, I’m good to go!
I am pretty sure my cold came from Mom and the moron on the plane who never learned to cover his mouth when he sneezes.
What did you see at the Cinema??