Well, I’ve caught the cold crud. I am just hoping that it is gone by the time I get to go eat my Ethiopian meal whenever I get those precious numbers!
But if it isn’t, the berbere should clear out all the stuffiness.
As I lay here feeling yucky and watching the hundredth episode of Little House on the Prairie, I think about all of the things that I should be doing and need to do.
Oh well. At least I justified eating some Breyer’s Peach Ice Cream because of the sore throat.