It’s been five days so far with this crappy cold, and I still have a fever of over 102.5. Guess who didn’t make it into work today? Yeah, me. I really hate missing work, especially when I’m already leaving early on Friday and missing next Monday and Tuesday to head down to Willcox for Zac’s birthday and the Ryan Adams show in El Paso. I have a sneakin’ suspicion that no one is going to want to ride for 6 hours in a car with a girl who’s trying to hack up a lung. But, that’s just me. So far today I haven’t been able to stay awake for a full half-an-hour of television programming which is a bummer because I really want to know about Sandra Lee’s tablescape that supposedly goes perfectly with her lemon-themed meal. Grrrrrr. Did I mention I’m whining when I’m sick? No? Oh,what is that you say… you’ve just been able to tell from my blogging. Bet you’re glad you’re not the one having to take care of Typhoid Mary.