Cacti

Day 6 of "Monster Cold and sinus infection

Kleenex.  Phone.  Remote control.

Drink.  Hot flash fan.

From the Bed to the Recliner

then back again.
*repeat for 6 days*

Mister is a Saint.
Forget anything I've ever said or implied that could be even the tiniest bit negative about him.  He is perfect. The man has lived in squalor for the past 6 days and brought in dinner (for 6) EVERY evening.  Never complained. Did I mention he was a Saint?

Time to "get off my cactus" and quit complaining.
I know.
I.Am.A.Horrible.Sick.Person.
I own it.

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This is our resident "Tissue Thief".
She can grab tissue from a box

quicker than you can even think about saying 

"No No!"
She loves to carry a tissue around "blowing her nose" like all the rest of us!  So thankful she hasn't caught our nasty germs.

*I must add that I'm feeling better today.
Antibiotics have kicked in.  Like my Mama always says, "if you're well enough to complain then you're getting well". ;-)