It's Ben's cold; it's been going around his work place forever, so why is it my Day Eight with a horrible feeling, a headache, body ache, stuffed nose, and general yuckiness? I've been drinking gallons and gallons of honey/ginger hot drink. I think I might give gardening a go today; either it'll fix me, or I'll really be sick tomorrow.
That's our favorite Royce McGlashen mug and behind is a tile painted by a Golden Bay artist, but I can't remember her name.
Awww Meg....don't get sick....that's no way to spend the day. I hope Ben gets better quickly too.
ReplyDeleteThat's just the thing, Sue. Ben's not sick!!!
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