Blargh.

It's official: The creeping crud has crept up on me. I had suspicions yesterday when I woke up with my throat all fuzzy. Today I can practically feel my lungs filling up - a distinctly strange sensation - and the coughing has begun. Ew.

Because I like my friends, I think I'm going to skip the superbowl party this afternoon.

I can't skip church, though, or there will be no music and people will be sad. Maybe I'll just hold my breath for the next hour or so...? :)

I don't feel bad yet. So today may be a very, very good day to catch up on some work. Maybe if I make enough preparations, it will be like carrying an umbrella, and I'll chase this off before it gets any worse!

In other news, a friend has lent me 'Dead Like Me'. (Just what I need, another reason to avoid running statistical analyses!) *happydance* Nobody told me Mandy Patinkin was in it! Honestly, people, you should tell me these things! Mandy~ ♥ ♥ ♥

P.S.

As if in apology for getting me sick, the weather's gifted me with a balmy 70-degree day. Can we say windows open? Yay! (Oh, February. Oh, Mississippi...)

I hauled 3/4 of the mulch off my flower bed when I got home to find that my suspicions are correct: The daffodil bulbs I planted are sprouting. Stay down, stay down, guys! It's going to get cold again! But I don't want them to fizzle, so I made sure the pine straw is sparse enough for them to push through and get some sun.

I... I've never had bulbs before. I don't know what else to do for them. I hope this is correct! (Pffft. What do I look like, a plant ecologist?)

Also: I WANT THIS BOOK. Pride and Prejudice and Zombies