Rx: Take one. WTH: take several.
[For my mother’s recipe, and advice on how to be sick in bed for grownups,see here.]
“Is your house done?” Everywhere I go, people ask me some variation of this question. Nobody actually wants the details of exploded plumbing, fire-hazard wiring, and unwelcome intruders of the fauna persuasion. I get that. Some of the things I’ve seen in the last year and a half left me scarred for life. Lately I’ve been thinking of just telling the short truth: I’m declaring the house done because I’m sick of thinking about it.
Oh wait… I just took my temperature and actually I am sick. (Chalk up one more year where my flu jab was a complete failure.) So instead of a new blog post, I hope you’ll forgive a (slightly updated) house/flu post from last year.
What’s your January superpower?
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