Being in a Funk

Guess who contracted the flu? Too easy?  Well, let me put it this way: Guess who contracted the flu; was seemingly over it – and thus stupidly reduced his medication, became re-infected with the flu, and has spent the last three days fighting fatigue and a massive “Please Shoot Me Now” headache? After heavily investing…

And . . . It Begins

Happy 2018! When I awoke this morning, it was -1ºF.  I closed my eyes for a few extra minutes and checked again. It was now -3ºF. I didn’t know that something like that could happen.  I mean, as the day goes on, it’s supposed to get warmer, right?  If this is any indication of what…

“It’s Gotta Be da Shoes!”

It is cold, wet, and dreary outside, but as we are often wont to say in the Upper Midwest, “At least it’s not snowing.” This post’s title comes from a 1980s Nike shoe advertisement.  It’ll make more sense at the end, but spoiler alert: There are shoes involved. Baby Sis did not have her surgery…

Chilling

Update on my frozen existence: It started snowing outside this afternoon.  Snowing. The heat is on, and oh, does it feel good.  We might die in our sleep due to a questionable furnace, but we’ll die warm, I guess.