Went in for an hour and decided I'd rather yack at home and spare my coworkers/patients.
so freaking beautiful outside and I am sick.
I wish I was bagging work to ride or do something fun outside, but my conscience has never allowed me to take part in that kind of carefree tomfoolery anyway.
Feel sorry for me...I am huddled under a down blanket and contemplating turning on the heat.
summer sick sucks even worse.
here are some random photos from the archives (I usually never yield to the random photo barrage, but I'm sick and freezing and all alone...waaaaaah):
|my brother, his kid, my dad July 2009|
|Max gettin sharp for Sara's wedding|
|Christmas 09 in BP's basement (Max discovers the treehouse)|
|MAC Prom 2009|
|My brother & Dave the Bass Player|
|Marci's cheerful yellow Vans|
|awesome birthday brownies made with love & creepiness by Lisa, the best kidsitter in the whole world|
okay, that's quite enough.
Tylenol cold & flu is giving me a buzz...in a bad way.