I have been fighting a cold off for days. The cold won. It's really my
own fault. I starting feeling the symptoms on Friday. When David came
home from work on Friday evening, he said "let's go to Houston tomorrow".
Not wanting to miss a fun outing, I said "sure, let's do it".
So we went and I really had a fun time visiting some of our
favorite shops, stopping for a yummy lunch and then picking
up some supplies from Costco before returning home.
I didn't feel great yesterday, but had to run to our local HEB for
milk and lettuce and stuff. I came home and got dinner ready
and was all set for a comfy evening at home watching
Downton Abbey. Then it hit … sneezing, runny nose, scratchy
throat. Bummer! David took over the nightly walk with Bentley
while I put on flannel pi's, grabbed cough drops, tissues, hot
tea and climbed into bed.
Woke up this morning with a raging cold, so I am giving in to it and
staying at home, in bed with old movies, my current read, Facebook
on my iPhone and the January issue of Southern Living. There is an
article about waking up the bedroom by promoting color and
pattern. I took a good look around our own bedroom and thought
to myself ~ "I think we have that covered":-)
I am hoping I feel much better by tomorrow because there are lots
of things I am longing to do. Wish me luck!
Big Texas Hugs,
Susan and Bentley