I’ve been battling some sort of cold/throat/stomach thing for a few days now. I spent most of today either sacked out on the couch or drinking copious amounts of hot tea. Yesterday at school I was worried I was going to barf (giving me lots of empathy for Beth), so I didn’t eat my lunch. When I got home I heated some chicken broth with some of the most adorable noodles from Wal-Mart. They look like little flowers. Once when I described the soup to Annette, she said, “So you made Cute Soup.” The name has stuck, and it’s one of my favorites.
Back to the couch.