Hot Bathwater Cures Ailment

Just kidding. I am still sick. So, apparently the Nocturnal Cold Virus I thought I knew has pushed for over-time hours and won. That or it lost track of time and decided to do its best to torture me all day. I did get up and do stuff. I went to town and got a few things. I got some more vegatables at the farmers' market and came home. I came home and felt like I had been chopping wood (and I haven't because I despise wood splitting). I have sore muscles in places I wasn't ware of having muscles.

I finally gave in and took a hot bath. I would have enjoyed it, but I noticed this chubby bastard smiling at me. Am I running a fever or does this faucet handle look more than a little like a smiling elephant? I don't like him. Stupid smug pachyderm. His screwy eyes followed me. I quickly finished up and got dressed. Damned elephants. Pathetic Peeping Pachyderm.

Speaking of animals that don't seem to know their place. Toby is spoiled. He is worse than last week's garbage. Look at this dog! Cora has to make room for him.


And this fanatic attention is not because he loves us, it is because he likes food. Look at him staring at Cora's food...it's not adoration, just hunger.




Here is a picture of beautiful Cora with a beautiful sunset behind her...

Cora has had a sore back today, so instead of sewing her heart out, she spent most of it laying on her back trying to get it sorted out. SUCKS. Both of us a few notches south of healthy.