You know me, the woman who never gets sick. Oh, am I sick. What I mean is my throat is on fire, my ears are plugged and ache, my nose is stuffed and miserable and my head hurts really bad. That's the sick that I am, but the part of sick that I am not is the part that rests and gets better. I come from a long line of people who are in denial about being sick...we trudge along, horribly miserable, like everything is fine.
So I've been trudging along, but not blogging. Something had to give.
Here is the second tray of fodder I fed Daisy and the chickens.
On to better things... I have totally procrastinated the day. I'm not going to admit it is because I'm sick and can barely get moving. I'd rather blame it on being lazy!
I am going to go see about watering the front lawn in the wind at 45* because what else could be more fun?