I've got the flu. Bad. I feel as though I've been run over, and every joint and fiber in my body is aching.

Please send me some "there, there, it'll be ok" hugs, virtually speaking. I promise you can't catch my flu that way.

This is the painting on my bedroom wall which I see when I'm in bed. I love her. She is keeping me company, more than tv or music. I'll tell you about the painting next time I blog.