Wednesday, October 14, 2009

In the immortal words of Groucho

"She opened the window and in flew Enza."

God, I hope that's not what's going on here. But I'm achey and tired and have trouble concentrating. My toes and fingertips are cold. I woke up this morning feeling as though I'd burned the roof of my mouth, yet I had a cold tuna salad sandwich for dinner last night.

If it is a cold or the flu, let's hope it's not too icky and involved

2 comments:

  1. I hope you don't have something hellish. I have been dragging my ass all week and not sure if I'm coming down with a flu/virus/impending death or my age is starting to rear its ugly, ugly head.

    Feel better, girly!

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  2. Blech. Feel better!

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