[Tax-chick]

I’m back from an Outing with some Young Parties. Now I’m going to work on ... something. Jake suggests a nap.

[Monkey Face]

I’ve worn my little self out, this day. I’m thinking I’m not out of the woods on this chest cold-thingy that is trying so hard to knock me out. Now I’m just icky achy and about ready to go down the hall.

It’s really annoying to have to listen to the wind and the plastic flapping with the gusts. But I guess its better to hear it than feel the draft from the vent.

[Tax-chick]