Sick sick sick
February 28, 2008
Philadelphia is beyond frigid this morning. I had to bike through the biting wind to get to the doctor’s office. No strep throat. No tonsilitis. Apparently my tonsils are swollen because of a virus. So, I returned to my house, my cat, and my couch, with some Soy Delicious Vanilla ice cream (it’s medicinal) to watch more Law and Order and knit. I had gotten to the first sleave of my Two-Toned Shrug only to find that Kasy and I measured myself incorrectly and the sweater I was making would fit an enormous person…which I am not. So I rip rip rip and start again. I think I’m ready for seconds on my ice cream.