Hone sick

Law & Order re-runs, flat Dr. Pepper, saltines ... and I'm too dizzy and achey to knit. Why was staying home sick more fun when we were kids?

Mom would bring out the t.v. tray, make Jello, and cinnamon toast. Even if I felt like crap, I felt pampered. Now, with my hair sticking up on one side like a deformed rooster, and crusty things in the corners of my eyes, I just want to crawl under a rock.

back to the couch ...