Really. It's just not fair. My salsa, potato salad and gingerbread house sit unmade. I think what makes it so bad is the fever. Fever makes you feel like garbage no matter what. Fortunately, I squeaked out this bear before it all hit the fan.
I didn't realize, after all this time, my own mom didn't have one of my bears. And she collects dolls! I think she'll be surprised to open her up on Christmas morning. I made her a matching box too.
Well that's about all the energy I have right now. Hopefully my doctor can prescribe something to make me feel human again. And dangit, I want to make my salsa because it's a thousand times better than store-bought!