Sick Days

The last couple of days I've been a little sick, which hasn't been all that bad. Yesterday, instead of going to work, I laid in bed with the sun falling on top of me. The electric blanket was on high to help with the cold chills and two dogs were leaning against me. There are worse ways to spend a day then being surrounded by sun, warmth and dog love.

Today, I'm better, but still achy and tired. Feeling a little cooped-up, I took a comforter out on the lawn and laid down in the sun. Of course, I was quickly surrounded by dogs and walked on, but once they settled down, we all took a nap together. That was a nice way to spend the day also, looking up at the pine trees against the blue sky, basking in the warmth of the sun, listening to the fountain and being surrounded by dogs. Sometimes being a little sick is nice. It's an enforced vacation.

Scott sent me a note that Daryl liked me and is going to call me. It sounds a little like high school, but even at my age, it's easier to have a third party communicate whether or not we liked each other. Some things don't change with age. So, yippee! I passed the first hurdle.