Monday, October 15, 2007

I'm sick with a terrible head cold, I'm up to my eyeballs folding laundry, and I'm miserable.

My weekend was a bust - I had to cancel attending an AIDs benefit on Friday night, dinner at friends on Saturday, and apple/pumpkin picking with with the kids on Sunday - which, rumour had it, was an absolutely fabulous day. But I would not be able to confirm this because I instead spent my time in bed, popping pills and drinking tea.

I should never have mocked Cheezits.


Anonymous said...

The wrath of Cheezit is incredible.
It is a kind Cheezit but, still, you must be careful.

Was wondering where this head cold came from.


my reno said...

The wrath of Cheezit is strong indeed!

I'm not sure where it came from, it just hit hard and really fast. And even with, or maybe despite of, all the drugs, is proving really hard to function with.

I hate colds.

Anonymous said...

Here I was minding my own business, enjoying 5 days off from work, when all of a sudden I was hit by an incredible head cold.
At first I thought it was a gift from kindergarten.
But now I realize it is a long distance present from my much, much, much, much, much older sister.
When I saw your comments about Cheezit I knew I should have grabbed my rosary and said a few dozen Hail Berries for you but the draw of blasphemy was much too strong and now I too must suffer for my sin (much like my much, much, much, much, much, much older sister).

my reno said...

Your only recourse is to whip yourself steadily with licorice strings, apologizing to the almighty Cheezit.

Even then, it might take a few days.

Anonymous said...

Well, this head cold is quickly fading. Hope you are feeling better as well. Still not sure how you were able to spread your germs over so many 1000s of km but I offered the Almight Cheezit a tribute of slaughtered Doritoes and that seems to have helped to calm the spirit.

my reno said...

For someone so very very very very young, you are wise with the knowledge of junk food.

Anonymous said...

Young compared to the life of a mountain (or in comparison to my much, much, much, much, much older sister) but old in comparison to the life span of a cheezit.