Oh Readers, I feel like shit. I think I may have finally gotten my dose of flu/cold for the season. I don't know why, maybe my kids brought it home, maybe my body just finally let down it's defenses, or perhaps it was all the romping around in the 30ish degree weather during the Brooklyn Street Winter-Fest this weekend. I have to say though, if it has anything to do with the Winter-Fest, I'll take my punishment because that was just plain good for my mental state of mind. That damn January thaw waited until February and I was about to become a side show with all the different personalities I'd created during my month & a half as a shut-in. I see nothing wrong with celebrating the first sign of a thaw in weeks, who cares about some chills, fever, cough, sore throat, aches, pains and whatever else I may end up with. All worth it because I got to have pork shoulder & a S'more over a bonfire on Saturday night. Added bonus, I feel completely sane again....and that's not just the cold medicine talking. Oh...hacking coughs....too weak to carry on...
PS. Quick note to China and V, who puts the V in VD, my sanity thanks you eternally, probably my family too, for the developing and hosting of the Winter-Fest. I'm bound and determined to believe it was the kick off to spring, I will ignore all snowflakes from this point forward.
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