Hm..

[tinhuvielartanis]

I may postpone mine and Aunt Tudi's sojourn into Spartanburg and, instead, go tomorrow. I'm working on severe sleep deprivation and I think I'm fighting a cold. Every time I yawn, my sinuses burn like someone had shoved mind-boggling hot railroad spikes into my nostrils. Orange juice currently has no hope whatsoever with me about.

The time has come for me to snuggle down in the couch with Riley and snooze for a little while. Ho hum.