The "Crud"

As a lover of the Mitford books by Jan Karon, anytime I'm sick I think of the "Mitford crud." Not sure what I have had this week, but "The Crud" is close enough. It's probably a combination of a virus and my allergies. Perhaps, the unsung jewel of retirement is that I could stay home and just be sick. I didn't have to call for a substitute. I didn't have to worry about lesson plans. I didn't have to decide if I was sick enough to use a valuable sick leave day. I knew all was not well when I had to call my friend Debbie and cancel our sewing session for Monday afternoon. There's been plenty of soup and hot tea. I'm having trouble drinking my beloved Community Coffee (I knew I had something at this point) I've finally graduated to left-over fried rice and hamburger patties. Naps have been heavenly:) Gratefully,  I'm on the mend.

To make this sewing related, I did have a productive morning earlier this week. I cut civil war reproduction fabric for a swap later this month. I finished the binding on a quilt, but its a special project that I can't reveal. This is the backing so the secret is safe.

Recently, I rejoined The Quilt Show (internet TV program). While doing binding, I watched a couple of programs. I'll have to do this more often. It's a big improvement on daytime TV.

"The Crud"

Hi Friends,

Please ignore my silence. I have several ideas for my blog, but I've picked up some kind of virus or  "head cold." I've been sneezing even with an antihistamine. My throat is raw. I thought I'd get lots of sewing and blogging in today, but..... I keep returning to the couch to rest.

Here's hoping that I'm over the worst by tomorrow. My current project, Michael's graduation T-shirt quilt is calling from the sewing room. 

The weather guys are predicting snow tomorrow in Georgia. What a shock that will be to our flowering trees and plants. 

Achoo!

What a week! Correction. What a two weeks it's been at our house! I don't ever remember all four of us being sick at the same time or one after the other. I do remember years ago, Michael having a touch of a virus and Marion and I getting after him. We were sick for a day. Michael was sick last week. Jason came down with it on Thursday. Marion had symptoms on Sunday. By Wednesday, I waved the white flag. We all had different versions, but everyone had upper respiratory virus/cold/bug/flu/crude. I am so thankful for a job with wonderful sick-leave benefits. Thankful for a team at work that takes care of my responsibilities. Thankful for a friend who steps in to substitute in my place. Thankful for a boss wants us to stay home and heal! Also, thankful that we took turns being down. My boys and hubbie were fabulous nurses. The best nurse was my faithful companion, my dachshund Rusty.