This is the third nasty cold I have had this year. My lips are so chapped they feel like they have been scoured with a Brillo pad, my nose runs like Niagra Falls, my head seems to have been filled with that blown in foam insulation, and my chest feels like it's on fire. But other than that I feel pretty good for an ol' geezer. Couldn't sleep so I thought I'd get up and carouse the internet (too old and too sick to carouse the bars!) with a nice hot cup of tea. Dadburnit, as a newly diagnosed diabetic I can't even have real sugar in it! As my dear, saintly mother would have said "Old age isn't for the weak."
No need for condolences, there is a bright side to all this. Since I haven't felt like going anywhere for the last few days I am getting some quilting/sewing done. Finished another Christmas stocking for my niece's 6mo old (I make them for all new additions to the family...by birth or marriage), a tree skirt for one of my sisters, a small table topper for another sister, several hand towels with Christmas appliques, and two little ornaments for...well, just because I wanted to try the technique!