Ringing In the New Year with a Cold

… instead of a bang.

A cold is more my style, anyway. I’m not really a *BANG!* type person, mostly because I don’t read Marvel comic books.
My husband is off and has taken on the role of Mr. Mom. I’ve been under a blanket on the couch since noon. I took a four-hour nap. I watched the second half of “It’s a Wonderful Life” for a second time. I read a copy of “Country Living” from cover to cover.

Yes, ringing in the new year with a cold is definitely more my style.
The only downside is the aching and pains and the cloudiness in my head, but I’ve so far learned that if I hold my station on the couch and move as little as possible, they don’t bother me very much.
I can do that! I mean, it’s going to really hurt when I get up and make a batch of oatmeal cookie dough in a few minutes, but I have a hunch it will be TOTALLY worth it.

Happy New Year -may you catch a cold sometime in the near future.


  1. I’m celebrating on the couch too, though I’m here because I got my tonsils out on Wednesday. Not fun, but I know you can commiserate. Feel better babe. Happy New Year.

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