It seems like every time we go to visit our friends in San Diego, one of us inevitably catches whatever those three cute little germ monsters AKA The James Boys are harboring. After our return, Mr. F kept complaining of not feeling so hot and I was feeling great.. until last Thursday. Apparently, it was my turn at the virus wheel. We’d already planned a day of wine tasting with friends we met on our first travel assignment in the Northwest, so I popped a few Dayquil and soldiered on. There was wine to be drunk and friends to catch up with! But then Sunday came.
[ how I spent most of Sunday ]
I felt great for most of the day on Saturday, until about ten minutes before we left the last winery. Then I found myself barely awake for the ride home, most of the day Sunday and a good part of the morning today. Being sick is no fun!! *cough* Going to make myself some soup and head back to bed. Thank God for Hulu. Take care, Artsies! I’ll see you on the other side of this cold.