Posting every day is not something I ever intended to do after NaBloPoMo ended, but I didn’t mean to take so many days off… I sort of had an excuse in the form of some awful cold. I’m happy to say that I am finally off my death bed. (Actually, I have an infant, so there was no bed about it. I am no longer walking death, let’s say that.) Unfortunately, I am one of those people for whom regular Benadryl might as well be a narcotic, and taking it makes me nonfunctional, so we had to tough it out without drugs. A box of Kleenex and a good strong rallying later, there is hope that a return to our version of normalcy is in my near future. Zoe has a snot nose now - the poor dear - but hopefully the power of breastmilk and its antibodies will prevail.

I am LOVING the new book club selection, Marley and Me. It has had me snorting, crying, and gasping for breath for the past four nights - I wasn’t sure I was even capable of that kind of laughing anymore. It reminds me how much I miss my dogs, even that terrible Sarge.