Well, the only downside to the weekend is I woke up this morning feeling like doggy doo -- beliee it or not, I've got a cold, although how I managed to get one for Fourth of July, I'll never know. (Maybe I SHOULD have been drinking the Bushmill's!!!)

By yesterday afternoon, I had sort of a sore throat from sinus drainage, so I should have figured it out. Ach!

Went to the reading of the Declaration of Independence (and preceding free breakfast and music) anyway, but felt lousy. Been resting (and intermitently napping) all day. Cannot under any circumstances take tomorrow off no matter how rotten I feel. And today I'm getting nothing accomplished but finishing reading "Tender at the Bone" by Ruth Reischl and probably starting "Comfort Me With Apples." I had really wanted to invite a few people over after the gathering this morning. Ah well.

I can only hope I sleep well tonight (thanks to store-brand Nyquil-like stuff) and feel better tomorrow.

Linn