...with my mother in tow. And I"m still sick! My voice is mostly back but I'm still soooo tired and cloggy-nosed. A plus - my throat doesn't hurt nearly as much as it did. Another plus - Acheron was waiting on my porch when we got back. Yay! I believe I know what I'll be doing - while watching the Olympics, of course.



Kristie is sick, too, btw. Go and be sympathetic, peeps.

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