Sorry for the lack of posting, but I've been a been experiencing a rare (for me) bout of illness. Most cold and flu seasons pass uneventfully for me; I can run the gauntlet of phlegm-producing family members and co-workers without developing so much as a sniffle. But every few years or some rogue germ manages to lodge itself in my throat and within days I end up with the Trifecta of Misery: hacking cough, stuffy head and worst of all - godawful fever blister.
This one is a bute. And no, I won't post pictures. Suffice it to say it's worse that spiders, rat entrails or other bloody fare you've come to expect in this space. In fact, it's so horrible I've refused to venture out into public until it's gone, lest the other villagers - seeing my deformity as a curse - stone me in the square.
That's not to say I'm not going outdoors. It's been the unfortunate irony that my illness has coincided with the first real cold snap of the winter season. So despite my feverish, weakened state I'm out every morning at 7 a.m., hauling buckets of boiling water to the pony trough to melt the previous night's accumulation of ice. And yes, I know I could ask Larry to do it, but they're my ponies and he's got enough to do.
Then there's hay and feed to deliver and chickens and geese to feed and children to tend. It's time like these that I'm so proud to have resilient self-sufficient children. Alex has taken over fixing lunch for herself and her little brother so I won't give them "germs." As for writing, I'm pretty much putting that off as long as I can. It hurts to think up stuff to write. Even porn, which should tell you how bad I feel.
So bear with me and rest assured I'll be better soon. My lip is slightly less puffy and deformed today and at 1 p.m. I've not felt the need to nap under the electric blanket. I have news from my recent SCA meeting and other stuff to blog about shortly. But first things first. The echinacia and herbal tea beckons. Wish me well.
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