Ugh. So, I'm still feeling like crap. Now, I've moved from "pity my discomfort" to "I really don't have any more time to lay on the couch and avoid puking in the presence of my weak stomached family. Dishes are crowding the kitchen counter, the floor was not swept or vacuumed all day and God only knows if the prince got a bath." So. Irritated. Plus, the thought of food turns my stomach, but I feel hungry. What is wrong with that picture?! PS It's not swine flu, I have a teeny tiny fever.
So, since I have not the energy to be entertaining, thoughtful, friendly or helpful...I turn it over to you, my wonderful readers. Please tell me about yourselves. For a real hoot, answer my five random questions. Just for delirious fun. :0) Hope you are all having a great week.
Do you like your own nose? I don't know what it is about every darn person I meet tells me they hate their nose. And coincidentally, I hate mine too.
What is your guilty pleasure?
As a writer, which is an artist, what other forms of art inspire your writing?
Children, pets and other living things a given...what are three things you don't think you could live without?
Do you believe in Santa?
Ok, I will be reading comments and replying-I PROMISE-so we can have a lively conversation in the sterile environment of cyberspace. I can't wait to be not sick. And no, I'm not pregnant.