So last weekend, my brother and his family came to visit. We had a lovely time, despite the fact that they all had colds.
You see where this is going already, don't you?
But to really understand this, you have to know that when I get a cold, I usually have a week of being utterly miserable and unable to do much of anything, followed by six to twelve weeks of sounding like death while actually feeling pretty good. During this phase, all my friends make nuisances of themselves, telling me to nap and
Published on August 22, 2009 09:46