Apparently being sick gives me license to ignore the "post every day" rule.
I'm trying to think of anything worth posting. I've been trying to do that for a week now. It's kind of like in college, where our columnsts would write the obligatory "writing about having nothing to write about" column. It pissed me off then, and it pisses me off now.
Sorry for wasting your time.
Ummmm, I finally committed to running a Turkey Day 5K, so if it doesn't kill me I'll be eating whatever I please for dinner and not feeling guilty about it. It's not actually the running part that scares me. It's the getting-up-at-the-ass-crack-of-dawn part that I'm not looking forward to.
Tonight I baked a second batch of " 'nacks" as Em calls them, to take with us for the holiday. I also bought all the ingredients to a fabulous roll-up appetizer that I'll throw together tomorrow morning. Then Wednesday, it's off to the in-laws for a well-earned vacation. I can't wait.