I got 10 PBJs made (yes, I thoroughly cleaned the kitchen and my hands, then wore gloves for the process!) and got them delivered to church, but just didn't feel up to staying for the noon service. Instead, I visited my friendly druggist and asked him the best remedy for my dry, hacking cough...made said purchases and came home, threw chicken and mushroom soup in the crock pot, and spent the afternoon in bed. So there. I am up and feeling somewhat better, but this has gotten OLD, people! Since Sunday!!! Sheesh. I don't have time for germs and coughing and not sleeping. I have better things to do, like worry with the family of the captured boat captain, have energy to keep Scooter boy tomorrow, and other worthwhile projects. Can you believe we have pirate problems for the first time in 200 years??? I don't like bullies of any sort, and pirating is just plain WRONG.
Today is Maundy Thursday, with a foot washing service at our church tonight that I'll have to miss. I'll be beached on the couch with my snuggly blanket, having thoughts of a better tomorrow. And it will be, I declare it!