I think I hacked up my left lung this morning.
OMG this cold has got me by the throat and won’t let go. Saturday night, in bed by 10pm, did not awaken till 10am. THAT felt good but I’m still coughing and I sound like Kermit the Frog or a cartoon character. Lennox loves that. He giggles at me. Little stinker.
Craft Fair on Saturday was a bust. Newt Gingrich’s MIL auction at the same time. OOPS! Guess they didn’t think about anyone else having something going on when they scheduled that. Talk about town things working against each other.
Willa is trying to stand (and succeeding). The stinker! Growing much too fast.
We have a wedding on Friday in the cities at 4pm. Hope I’m feeling better. I want to dance.