Sunday, January 10, 2010

day twenty - six


if the box didn't automatically fill itself in as whatever i wrote last time, i'd have no idea what day of gratitude i'm supposed to be on. all i know is that i didn't write yesterday, and with a head full of mucus and drugs, i'm not entirely sure what i'm grateful about at the moment...

orange juice, i suppose.
rosehip & hibiscus tea
kleenex with lotion for my poor sore nose
my husband, who forced me back into bed, and keeps yelling from the living room to ask if i want or need anything...

that'll do for now, don't you think?