barry, is that you?

I've been sick. I have been achy and snotty and not feeling well at all. Luckily (if anything about being sick can be lucky) I was feeling my worst on the days I had to work in the office. So I went in, did a few things both Thursday and Friday and left early. I worked all day yesterday at the store with Drew sounding like Barry White was once again trying to come back to this world through me.

Today, I woke early with the need, yes NEED, to blow my nose at 7:00 when Kev's alarm went off. I haven't been able to get back to sleep. I tried to call my mom, as is the norm on Sunday mornings, and she could barely hear my squeak out to her that larengitis had set in. I whispered at her that I'd call her later this week and I'd email her. She told me to get rest and try to rest the voice. She's a funny lady, that mom of mine!

So I brewed some peppermint tea. If you know me, you know I can not stand tea (with the exception of raspberry tea from Celestial whatever and I couldn't find any the other night at the store which made me sad). I have choked down a couple of sips, but can't for the life of me figure out why anyone would enjoy this flavor. I suppose many don't understand my lust for lattes either...ah well.

I am supposed to go knit with my friend, Amy today. I hope when she calls she can hear me whisper, or Kev is home to translate for me. He had a work meeting this morning and then is coming home to nap. He closed last night and didn't get home until 11:00. Sounded jazzed about the job still. This makes my heart sing!!!