My New Best Friends

O, dear VapoRub!
Is anything more sublime?
I can breathe again.

In other Household Minutiae News, the piggy finches have eaten half a sock of food since late Monday afternoon! Dude! I haven't seen our hawk friends this year, but more cardinals are visiting, and last week a dove dropped by. How nice! The little birds who live near our front porch are singing up a storm, though they haven't nested in our hanging pots like last year. And lest anyone be worried, Finny is standing guard.

Well, at this moment, Finny has gone all ninja on the Dingo. It's the Daily Living Room Brawl!

Comments

[Diane]

Being sick isn't altogether bad, unless, of course, you are very sick. I'm in the final stages of my flu, still trying to regain my energy. I regret having missed some work, but it wasn't the worst thing in the world to watch all those movies and hang out with Roxie and Velma.

I hope you are better today.

[ae]

Diane, it's true, being sick doesn't have to be all that bad -- time at home, peace and quiet, warm beasties afoot, the possibility of catching up on one's reading (well, I'm sure this is a possibility for some). And I realize that the only time in which it is socially acceptable to be a layabout is when one is ill, so I used my layabout time wisely by getting in as much laying about as I possibly could. This was a bad cold, and while it was no picnic, it certainly wasn't the flu. I'm glad to hear that you're on the mend! The flu, now that can suck royally. I hope yours was a manageable one. And I hope Roxie and Velma took good care of you.