Flu

This has got to be the worst flu ever.  Week three and I am still on my lips!

Three weeks of keeping nothing in me makes for a shrinking Kris, which is not all bad.  But, I also lack all energy.  I seem to be good at sleeping, sitting and ruling the kingdom of the ants ...

Yeah, youngest daughter, whom knows no food is allowed in her room, created a garbage dump in her room and the ants came to the feast, then stayed.

And so, I kill ants by the THOUSANDS daily.  I spray, they move their trails.  I squash them by the millions and more are sent.  It is beyond disgusting and there seems to be no way to win other than burning this century old house down.

Adding to my joy this year has been twin days of heart testing.  Wow, those cardiologists have some drugs which will be knock you on your butt faster than breathing pure helium ... don't ask, long story! ... so that added to my exhaustion.

You know, I think I am going to go bed again ...