We’re all sniffles & coughs around here at my Maryland holiday residence. The nephew is relegated to a diet of saltines (please let him keep them down!) and not allowed to travel away from his flu-bucket for more than a minute or two. Thank God for buckets.
I’m pausing to get in my 50 word commitment prior to packing up the car & driving to the eastern shore for a couple nights. How on earth did I ever fit six sweaters into this suitcase last week? As a good friend of mine says, “It’s a quality problem.”