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Another damned cold!!!

I've been sick for the last few days with another damned cold! That's an average of one a month since this year began! I started with the flu around the 1st of the year, which had me down and out for nearly 3 weeks. After our trip to Paris, I was sick again for a few days and I spent the last two days in bed again. I tried to function normally yesterday, but I couldn't concentrate on anything and spent a good part of my day and night sleeping on the couch and watching TV. I'm feeling a lot better today. I still have a terrible cold and not much of a voice (which I'm sure Wayne is happy with), but I at least don't feel like sleeping all day.
I had a really good weekend (despite the start of my cold). Friday night we had an excellent dinner with Doug, which went well because we didn't drink too much and were home at a decent hour, so we were in good shape for our company on Saturday. Aniela (my American expat friend who lives a few hours away), her husband Herman and baby, Ruby came over for the day on Saturday. We had a really great time and I'm so sorry we didn't do it months ago because we've been phone friends for nearly a year now, but haven't gotten together before and now they're moving back to the States and we'll be lucky if we get a chance to see each other again. I can't say enough how much I enjoyed their visit.
Sunday, my cold got the best of me and today is the first day that I'm back on my feet. I've been trying to get back into the swing of things, but I'm struggling to even pick my song of the week. Hopefully, my cold medicine will take effect soon and I can start functioning normally again...

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