Luckily it was just a cold, but I spent the weekend feeding it every way I knew how: sleep, cookies and more sleep, with a little football and sunshine thrown in.
I even managed to get in a walk this afternoon, and came home with these striped straws for under a buck (I think the nephews will enjoy blowing bubbles in their milk when they visit in a few weeks.)
10.04.2009
Feed a cold, starve a fever
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Ohh, I have such a childish delight for straws. I use them all the time! When I lived in Denver, the local bar served the Sofia Coppola champagne in cans, and would always serve it as is, with a straw. It was my favorite!
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