The Stories of our Lives

It’s the same every season; it seems the flu bug has a thing for me. This year is no exception, and that nasty winter virus has it all this time: fever, nausea, head and ear ache, sore throat, cough, and running nose.

Now, I shouldn’t complain too much, Frank has been the nicest, loveliest caretaker one could hope for – except for the parts where he is running after me with a spoonful of syrup. The only thing I do find irritating is that it had to happen on the single week where I got a job overload at work. But, I fought the two battles at once and survived, so I guess I’ll be OK.

Plus, I want to note Lady Nature’s brilliant flash of springtime weather this week. Snow came today but still, I’m hoping – please don’t let this be wishful thinking – that the worst of winter is over and spring is crawling in real early in 2005. Maybe I can see grass on my birthday?