Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Ugh, Caught A Cold

Bleary, itchy eyes and enflamed throat, and a Riverdance of Elves with ice picks dancing inside my head. So it's tissues and tea for me today. And that not yet released noir, called , ironically, The Little Sleep. Which is what I had last night.

Very funny.

Crawling back under the covers 'til the shivering stops. Forcing juice and liquids and looking for good drugs. Something that will kick a little ice pick wielding elf butt.

5 comments:

ParisBreakfasts said...

Get out of that bed and run get a POMEGRANETE right now!!!!
YIKES!

Words For Hire said...

Janice, I hope you're feeling better today! Sending you virtual ninjas to kick a little ice pick wielding elf butt and of course hugs and healing thoughts.

Janice C. Cartier said...

Thanks so much. Feeling better. It's a nasty bug going around, so watch out. I 've gone through gallons and gallons of tea, and boxes and boxes of tissue.

A Brush with Color said...

Sorry you were sick. You sound better in these recent posts...hope so! Poor baby!

Janice C. Cartier said...

Thanks. Much better.