*Cough cough*

...After this great weekend I had feeding Alpacas dandelions and buying roving and napping, I ended up taking the day off yesterday, since my head cold decided Sunday night to start repeatedly kicking myself in the head over and over and over...I meant to post from home yesterday but ended up conked out on my bed with a Harry Potter book, drinking homemade chicken soup someone wonderful made for me and looking at roses someone else wonderful gave me. I think that helped me a lot...

I feel a lot better, though I'm still not entirely well. I give it a couple of more days. But I'm well enough to come in to work, anyway, glutton for punishment that I am. I can make Tuesday Knitting, no probs. Though I may have to drink my weight in chammomile tea...

But first, off to harrass the construction people before we open. They give me any guff, and I'll loogy them to death:)