I started 2016 so well. I was going to be fairly regular in posting bits and pieces. I was, honestly. But then, my arthritic dog who is 11 decided to be fussy about food and I spent more time researching what dog's might find irresistible in hopes that she would find the same things so. She didn't. I buy chicken thighs and skin them and boil them and cover everything nutritious with them and she picks the pieces of chicken out and leaves the rest. Sigh!
Then my husband came down with a cold and you know how men are. They never get colds, it's near pneumonia and the only way to get through it is to vocalize the agony with moans and groans and wheezes and coughs etc. So, excellent person that I am, I ran and fetched and appropriately nodded and made sounds that were taken as sympathetic and the end result? I got the damned cold. I have to admit it's a doozy. My biggest problem is that I have taken DayQuil and it's wonderful but I want to have a cocktail and am experiencing terrible angst over this. Should I? Shouldn't I? Oh hell! I Should! and Will!
Meanwhile -- yesterday. He did it again. Go Pats!!