Well, I held off as long as I could I guess. Brian was sick last week and everyone at work has been passing this damn demon head cold around since before Christmas so why did I think I wouldn't end up with it sooner or later? Yesterday, it started with the sore throat and some sniffles and has emerged today as the demon cold from hell. So, I think it's going to be a laid back weekend for me. Maybe I will get some reading done since I got 5 books at the bookstore yesterday (it's like I anticipated this or something...maybe I have a bit of psychic Sylvia in me) or watch some movies. I'm a bit disappointed cuz I thought I had superior genes like Dwight Shrute and wouldn't get sick. Guess there's only one Dwight. Sigh.
To celebrate my sickness, I decided to reward myself with a nice cup of vanilla ice cream, slightly melted. With a bit of whipped cream. And a crushed chocolate chip cookie. Topped with chocolate syrup. Mmmmmm......sometimes it's good to be a wee bit under the weather.
But I had better wake up tomorrow in perfect health again.