Yeah, it's that time of year, and I've got pneumonia (or what is nearly pneumonia; I'm running a fever and can't breathe, sounds like pneumonia to me). Again. This is a nastier germ than the one I had at Christmas; either it's a mean germ or I was still worn down from the damn Christmas bug. Anyway, I'm on medication, hoping it will kick in, and sleeping sitting up. That's where I've been the last couple days.
So, the few bits of news and cuteness we've got around here.
It's still snowing, off and on. They 'plowed' our road with a backhoe, yesterday. (If you plow a road with a plow, does that mean the road was backhoed, yesterday?) This is the view out my living room window:
(Sorry for the blur; I had to take the photo with a low light setting to avoid flash on the glass.) What's restricting the view is a whole lot of snow and a shrub that exploded from too much ice and cold. I know I'm in a ground floor apartment, but good grief. Really fun here.
With the Goober and me lying about, the husbeast wound up laying on the Goober's pink beanbag chair to watch TV last night. I tried to get a photo. He said "You're going to- blog- fucker!" But right then his phone rang and he got up, so no photo. Sorry. But it was funny.
I was awakened from a nap yesterday, to the Goober tucking her teddy bears around me. Normally she gets in big trouble for waking people up from naps, but that time she got hugs and was told how nice she is for sharing.
We now have a frog humidifier. It really classes up the living room.
I've found a rather odd and entertaining drug side effect. Some of my stronger painkillers dry out the mucous membranes. While I'm not suggesting you take class four drugs for a stuffy nose, it sure does help. When I take them for my hand, my nose clears right up. Finally, a GOOD side effect.
The Winter Olympics start at 9PM, our time. I'm hoping to watch the opening ceremonies while starting on my project. I'm doing WIPs. So the first project will be Innsvinget Ganser. It's been languishing since 2005. I need to put it out of its mercy. If, by some miracle, I get that done, I've got something else I could work on.
That's it at my house. I intend to spend the weekend unconscious. The fun never ends.