And the Unidentified Omnipotent Being (UOB) Said "Let There Be Colds" (what a bastard)

I am sick. I am chest-wracking, head-pounding, phlegm-gagging, face-hurting, ear-aching sick with a capital "S." And, of course, this comes during the busiest (and most important) two weeks I've had in six months. It never happens that you get sick when you have time to lay around and recover. Instead it festers and waits until you schedule attendance at an art show opening, a craft fair, two doctors appointments and a week-long trip to see your parents in NYC. Seriously, Cold, I wasn't doing anything last week.

So I'm drinking tea (which I dislike) and taking Robitussin cough syrup pills (because liquid cough syrup makes me throw up) which really go down well when you throat feels like it has the circumference of a penny. I just made a pot of coffee out of desperation...caffeine and habit withdrawal. The first thing I do in the morning is make coffee (write this down if you're planning to poisoning me). This morning I made tea, which felt weird and wrong. I'm surprised that I even made it properly...I was half awake and I probably only make tea twice a year when I'm sick (or when hubby's sick - because I make it best according to him).

Anyway, I'm miserable so you get to be miserable with me. Sounds fair. And misery loves company.

I was, however, thoroughly amused by today's cartoon on Explosm.net. Being we're sharing misery, I figure I'll share this too. You can thank me for the levity later.


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

So, with that, dear friends, I bid you adieu. If I die from this disease (or if one of you sneaky little monkeys succeeds in poisoning me), my Executor/Executrix will be contacting you posthaste to divide my earthly possessions. Farewell!

PS Iron Man ROCKED HARDCORE! Go. See it now. Go. Shew. Go. GO! How many times do I have to tell you?!?!? GO! Ok. Farewell...again...part two....bye.