cough. sniffle.

Just as I was getting everything in order in my attempt to find some kind of a routine, I was blind-sided by the flu of the century.

I feel icky.

Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh. Sniff. Sniff. Cough. Hack, hack.

Super Paper Mario and orange chocolate tea (tastes like a Tootsie Roll… mmmmmmm…) makes it a bit better though. And tissues with moisturizer is good too.

And cuddles with kitties. Lots of those.

In conclusion, I blame my illness on The Spring That Just Wouldn’t Arrive.

Where is my Sunshine?

Where are my flowers?

Where is it?

Where am I?

…?