I'm still coughing like a seal trying for a piece of herring, or maybe one of its own lungs. And so is my son, who is staying home sick from school. So today, I'm both patient and nurse--how versatile am I?
This means a lot of Nintendo for him, and a lot of blogging for me. Except I don't know how to be fascinating about a life spent mostly supine, drinking tea, coughing in a moist and vaguely nauseating fashion, and wondering whether I will ever get outside. Again. For the rest of my life. Or at least, the end of the current decade.
Meanwhile I updated the shopping blog and the food blog. Now, I'm not saying it's my best stuff. It's not brilliant. It scintillates ... not very much at all. But it's better than anything you'll get around here.