I feel pretty lousy. With no intended defamation of that ubiquitous parasite, the louse, I think I must have picked up a bug (of another kind) from one of my sweet cherubs at school. First came the deep cough, just allergies thought I. Yesterday the sore throat hit, and the chills, followed by the sweating break of the fever—a nice parting shot now that I can count down my days to retirement on both hands.
I say fever, but I didn’t bother to take it. I still have the old glass thermometer you’d probably be hard pressed to find anywhere these days, except a museum. Bob thought I still felt warm this morning, so I found it, but no, thankfully the mercury didn’t climb too high. It’s just that aching aftermath, no energy and less motivation. Continue reading “A louse, by any other name…”
See the nice National Weather Service Map.
See the nice purple color covering a large section in the middle of the nice map. The purple crayon is the pretty one the nice people at the National Weather Service use for Ice Storm Warning.
However, many Midwestern-ers don’t consider that very nice. At all.
In fact, by last night, with roads still clear, many schools cancelled classes for today in anticipation of the pending storm—(of that you won’t hear me complaining, but that’s beside the point.) Also in preparation of potential power outages, frozen pipes, and downright scary road conditions, the local Walmart seemed a bit busier after work yesterday. I know this because I was there with the rest of my neighbors.
The big chain store was ready with a Continue reading “Another “Color Purple””