Sniffle

We're getting sick. Aside from getting up every once in a while to shush the stuffed up baby back to sleep, I've been making a nice indent in the recliner tonight. Me, a down blankie and a purring kitten. And mindless television. The only productive thing I've done tonight was to pick up E's big play blanket off the floor so that the cats wouldn't sleep on it.

My body aches, and my throat hurts, so . . . peace out. I'm going back to cuddling with a kitten.