From a phone call this afternoon:
Friend: Hi girl! How are you?!
Me: (Hacking cough.) Um, not great. But how are you?
Friend: Wow! I'm so sorry. We wondered if you want to come over and watch the Oscars with us!
Me: Oh yea, the Oscars are tonight. (I can't remember the last movie I saw. Pity. I love movies.)
Friend: We had to call Bob and Rachel (who moved to Seattle in '05.) Miss their parties.
Me: Ohhh. I miss Bob and Rachel. I miss our parties. I think I'd better stay in.
And on it went. Don't call me. It's a moaning, hacking mess. My voice will make your ears bleed.
Growing up my Dad repeated that quote "It'll take a week to get rid of a cold if you treat it, and seven days if you don't." So I hear nowadays they're saying the same thing only TWO weeks? I do not have time for another week of this. It's been 8 days now. Some things are better. Many are not. But again, thought I'd better say hi because that's what you do in a blog.
Wow. Mr. Pie's 3rd birthday. And I haven't seen him in 10 days. Wrong, wrong, just wrong...