Well, phooey. I did get to sleep last night, with only a few wake-ups.
Didn't make me feel any better. So I've been swilling analgesics, water, the usual oatmeal and yogurt. Used lots of Kleenex. Even cold water hurts my throat.
Got an "IM" from a Facebook friend who's also a co-worker. She's sick, too—so sick she was sent home.
James made pork bits and yellow rice for dinner, which I barely could taste. Let's hear it for post-nasal drip—
NOT!Last night of Westminster, and a devastatingly cute Scottish Terrier won Best in Show. Hard to pick, because the silver-grey and white whippet was also quite nice.
Labels: dogs, food, sickness
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