Sniffles

Tonight is a chill night. After the rushing around of the last few days (okay, last month), and then running errands today, I've officially run out of steam. I also seem to have come down with the sniffles. I'm DayQuil-d up and hoping I'm less sniffly by tomorrow night. Our big plan includes meeting up with some other friends for dinner at La Galleria, an upscale Italian restaurant. Somehow, the image of digging through my purse for my wad of tissues as I sneeze my way through dinner doesn't sound very ... festive.

Kevin and I picked our baby up from the vet where we boarded her over the holidays. She shook all the way home and has been sticking close by us all afternoon. She's visibly lost weight (almost 2lbs, according to her records). Poor kitty. However, she seems to have found her appetite now that she's home. And I suppose the lost 2 lbs aren't a horrible thing. She still has 13 lbs left.

Going back to my couch, tv, and tissues.