The crud

Well It has finally happened.  The first upper respiratory infection (aka: The Crud) has taken up residence in my head. Wa wa WAAAA!

Trixie is in full nurse mode.  She is at my feet as I type. Nagging.  She wants me in bed and no where else.  Coming Trixie, coming!

Trixie may actually be right.  I feel rotten.  I could spend a few minutes figuring out my new iPad while I'm resting.  Matthew Broderick is chasing Godzilla again. These meds are making me so sle  e epy   zzzzz zz    snort       zzzzzzzzz       wheeze  zzzzzzzzzzz