I Still Got Nothing

Rolling into week three of this chest/throat/ears/head thing, I seem to have hit the spike everyone warned me about - when you wake up and the room is spinning while you're still lying down, it's a bad sign. So next to no posting from me today - it hurts my head too much to stare at the screen. Oh, I did want to give huge Llama Yips to those of you who have sent in comments of cheer and advice. I really appreciate your kind thoughts.

I will leave y'all with one little anecdote: I had a dream last night that I was in an elevator with Barry White and some girl. White was chatting the girl up and kept saying, over and over, something like "Love is soooo beautiful," in that slow, sonorous voice of his. As I gradually woke up, I realized that what I had taken for White's voice in my dream was actually the three year old (who also isn't feeling well), who had climbed into bed with us and was snoring in my ear.

Yip! at you later.