Argh

Okay, so it's no longer a blog, just a journal of my various illnesses and bitching and moaning. Have I mentioned that I'm suffering? Coughing, wheezing, can't eat. We got an invite to dinner tonight from an out-of-towner (yo, what time? Craig's not good with details) but I feel some guilt about going and possibly passing along my germs. Maybe I'll wear a face mask. Or a bandanna, like a bank robber. That'd be a look (smile).

Adri, if you're reading this, I *will* send out your package soon. It's in the car. I have paid all my bills (late) and put them in envelopes, but I keep forgetting to get to a mailbox and so they are still in my bag... I just had the next round of those same bills in the mail... so do I forfeit the checks and the stamps from the last round and re-write them? Send the old bills and ignore the new ones? Or simply sit on my butt for another week about it?? Indecision may or may not be my problem.

On the up side: digital photos. As soon as I learn how to cut them manageably I will post them all over the place.