I guess it was inevitable. Matt started with the stuffiness, sore throat and cough the middle of last week. As much as I tried to avoid
I'm sure the Lapdogs would have liked to get outside and play, but they settled for keeping their Mommy & Daddy company inside.
My breakfast on Saturday consisted of OJ, coffee and an orange whoopee pie. Don't judge... I'm sick (and hey, orange = Vitamin C, right?)
I tried to get some knitting done in between naps, but wasn't very productive. I had great intentions of finishing my Mom's fingerless mitts. This is as far as I got on the second one.
I did discover I have a new favorite tea! A friend had sent a little tin of Tazo Vanilla Rooibos for Christmas, but I had not yet tried it. I made a cup yesterday and it is mmmm, mmmm good!
Lola was okay with snuggling up with me while I drank my tea, but she made it clear she was not going to share her little blue piggy. Maybe she was just trying to make sure piggy didn't catch the plague.
I'm hoping I start to feel a little more human tomorrow... there's plenty of mischief I need to get into this week.