Sickly Funkly
Ugh… I’m feeling… blah…
I don’t know if it’s these seemingly endless days of sub- fucking- freezing temperatures or if I am actually imagining coming down with/fighting some kind of nasty winter bug. I’m achey. Last night during our much anticipated, ”yay, we get to stay up late”, American Idol party, I sequestered myself and miscreants into my bedroom, door closed, gas firelplace cranked, nestled in down. Children were shedding clothes and complaining of the heat. I was still freezing.
Today. Better. Not freezing my ass off from the inside. Do want to go back to bed. Bath. Need hot bath.










