Well the weirdness with my not feeling well is apparently over. Maybe it was God’s way of telling me to shut up but for 3 days it felt like I had swallowed a knife. Let me tell you how awesome that was.
Thankfully it finally went away about an hour before Loni got home for our Valentine’s Day. I wouldn’t have been happy if our first V-Day had been me lying on the couch whining about my throat.
By the way, I’ve never been a whiner when I’m sick. That should tell you something.
See you tomorrow,
D