Good grief. All day we’ve just been drinking and drinking and drinking – coffee, regular tea, Tang tea, orange juice, repeat as needed. If a gallon of water weighs eight pounds, I think I’ve gained sixteen pounds. I’ve got the stuffy head and Lloyd has the cough. Together we’re an unbeatable team. Good night.
Maybe you two should turn the heat up for awhile, – until you feel better.
Like maybe 75°?
I’ve heard that sleeping with bread dough is good for a cold. Maybe you should make a couple of batches and hug them tonight.
But line your sheets with wax paper otherwise you’ll have quite a mess. I’m just sayin’…
Hooray for hot tea and honey. And Theraflu. And Tylenol. Can you tell we’re all sick too??
Good Night … sleep tight … don’t let the bread bugs bite!
Bread bugs. Heh. I just saw that.
Please be better by Monday! I can’t slack well when you aren’t there