I guess I'm supposed to take a blogging break this week. On top of everything else, Mr Pink and I are battling some nasty cold. Because he is awesome and I am a wimp, I stayed in bed for about 6 hours yesterday. Today we are taking 2-hour shifts with Fidget, because he is feeling a little worse for the wear.
At this point it's comical. I'm pretty sure none of my Christmas gifts will be done on time. The sugar cookies? Bah -- we'll be lucky if I can get to those next week. I'm trying to stay optimistic about it, but it's hard when you're blowing your brain into kleenex.
Got to run. I haven't heard from Fidge in a minute. You know what that means. T R O U B L E.
Stay warm, safe and healthy out there.