Achoo!

I was on a steady diet of orange juice and Theraflu this weekend. My appetite is on hiatus, a sure sign that I’m still sick. It’s been two days since I’ve craved the meat of the chicken, unheard of. The flu virus went stealth and somehow got past my usually impregnable immune system. I wasn’t spared any of the usual symptoms. What lousy timing, this has disrupted the delicate balance between rest and recreation that I so diligently strive to maintain every weekend. Even though Monday is upon me I take great solace in knowing that this is a short week, followed by a four day weekend. Fortunately it won’t be long before I can take my revenge on all this downtime and "jump up and tay lay lay". Have a great week folks.