It was bound to happen eventually. After three years of sailing through flu season with nary a sniffle, I got slammed with a really nasty cold a couple of weeks ago.
And not just any cold, either. I'm talking one of those Seven Dwarves kind of cold, which comes complete with Sneezy, Coughy, Sniffly, Wheezy, Sleepy, Dopey and Snot.
Needless to say, being able to stand upright for more than a couple of hours at a time has been my biggest achievement this past two weeks.
Managing to do other stuff, like cooking, blogging, doing the dishes or maintaining an intelligent conversation? Yeah, not so much....