I am surrounded my tissues and orange juice.
What I would like to do is go play in the snow and demand a nice long walk with my husband when he gets home from work.
What's going to happen instead is I will knock myself out with NyQuil.
Here, have a picture. It's my nieces, on my wedding day.
That's Blossom and Prada.
I miss them more when I'm under the weather. Probably because I have less to do, no?