I'm having a great time spending part of the holiday season with Sinsull. She knew that I was depressed, so she invited me to visit. Isn't that great? We've been having a good time doing nothing. Well, not really nothing. We've been eating to excess, sleeping long hours, talking on and on, and playing with her four cats and Kendall's dog (she's keeping the dog while Kendall and Jacqui are away). Now Sinsull has a chest cold. She keeps telling me, between bouts of coughing, that this is not a serious illness and that she'll be all better very soon. I know that this is not a serious illness, but I also know that it can make you feel crummy. I think some cheer and get well wishes from Mudcatters would speed her recovery.

Pauline