Stick it in your....face?

The moment my roomie from college stepped of her plane, I felt a scratchy sensation in the back of my throat.

The next morning, after a good nights rest and plenty of water, I was sick as a damn dog with the bug that was going around at work before I left.

Stupid work. Thwarting me at every turn.

I am better than I was. Stuffy nose/throat/ears, now, but better (at least emotionally--I am a total baby when I am sick) to say the least.

I hate being sick.

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Tomorrow we are off on a three day adventure to the west--the coast proper. I haven't been since I was a child (I know, I know. I am also the person who lived right next to one of the most famous national parks for 8 or so years and never went there, either.) and C, the college roomie, has never been. So that will be fun. Staying in a weird bed and breakfast. No cell service, no email. Just me, C, T, books, cards, and the ocean. Oh, and about $200 worth of wine.

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On a lighter note, it appears that the Catholic Church as made being a republican a mortal sin.

I may be the only one laughing. Or finding humor of any sort, there. Really. Anyway.

Talk to you all when i get back. Perhaps I will post photos.....there is already a hilarious one of our accidental matching outfits at the airport.