I've got a cold. A nasty, nose-stuffy, eye-watering, explosive-sneezing cold and I hate it. As my friend, Sue, says, I'm a booger-face.
I have just been holding on to trying to get through this week so I can collapse on the weekend. But somehow, the weekends never seem to be all that relaxing. What's the deal with that? I always think that I'm going to sit down and read or bake cookies and it just never happens. This weekend I'll be happy if I can just sit down and breathe!
Oh well, since my mind is a bit foggy, I don't have much else to say. I think I'll go blow my nose now.
1 comment:
you sicko!
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