Stupid Cold

I wish colds, sinus infections, the swine flu or whatever would at least give me 24 hours notice before showing up when I have plans.

Thank god for something resembling Dayquil or I would never have made it through all the stuff I needed to get done today.

We brought up one cabinet from my gram's house for mom today and I took my nieces and my nephew to The Big Barn and Gene And Boots Candy to get some goodies and stuff for the holiday.

At least I got something accomplished. Right now I feel like death warmed over and I still need to do laundry.

There's a certain amount of unfairness to this all

I have a headache the size of Alaska along with Sarah Palin's ego and I just want to curl up in a ball.