dual personalities

Following my wonderful visit home last weekend, I came down with a cold — probably caught from those adorable, germ-y wee babes. My sister caught it too. An aunt just doesn’t notice all the runny noses when they’re busy playing with “Lottie’s Dollhouse” and reciting children’s Moby-Dick, you know? But this is my third cold in two months, and I am over feeling sluggish!

We constantly anticipate repose. Yet it surely can only be the repose that is in entire and healthy activity. It must be a repose without rust.

–Henry David Thoreau, from his Journals

I am definitely getting rusty.

DN and I did manage to swing a visit to his parents’ house for some r & r. I was happy to find a fully-stocked medicine cabinet with name-brand decongestants, a sparkling bathtub, and a crackling fire, all things which aided in my recuperation. And I would be remiss if I did not mention the perfect dog companion, who loves stretching out on the couch as much as I do.

It’s definitely beginning to feel crisp and cold outside (hence the fire) and I’m looking forward to November and December. I’ve been thinking about Christmas cards and Thanksgiving side dishes and the best season for movie watching:

So let’s all just pretend Vera Ellen is me, kicking this cold once and for all!