I’m not dead yet!

Happy Thanksgiving Eve! 

Rawr!!!  I've had the rottenest cold/sinus infection this week!  Finally am up on the upswing, thanks to lots of Tylenol and Amoxicillin.  Yay for being able to breathe through my nose!  (This is my major accomplishment, in a week where I needed to be writing several papers.  Thanks to hours upon hours of sleep, I can now breathe through not one, but both nostrils.  Wait... yeah, both nostrils still).

I've called in sick to work for the past two days.  I never call in sick without actually being sick, but I always feel guilty nonetheless.  Does anyone else have this problem?  For once, however, I wasn't all that worried about it.  I know I sounded like Death Itself when I called in, so I didn't worry about them assuming I was trying to head out early for Thanksgiving.

As it is, we actually decided to stay home for Thanksgiving rather than driving down to Poulsbo so I could finish getting better (and so we could both catch back up on our sleep... I kept *someone* up for the last few nights with my coughing).  I was a little bummed, because it would be fun to see my folks and then Justin's family for the meal, but now that I'm resigned to staying home, I kind of like the idea of bucking the system, going out for some Chinese food, and cozying up to watch some football in our living room.  And... probably playing the Wii for a while.

I felt like we should at least have a little Thanksgiving food when we went to the grocery store a while ago, which ended up with some random choices.  We have... a chocolate pie and some sparkling cider.  Impressive.

Anyhow, I hope this finds each of you celebrating the many things you have to be thankful for, with people you're thankful for.  We'll be down at the Panda Palace, eating General Tso's Chicken.  Good times indeed.