So I'm home from work today ... sick. Sick as in my throat is threatening to close at any moment and my head feels as if it could (should, please?) be popped with a pin. Last night's sleep was definitely not solid and I knew I'd just be a foggy mess if I went into work. Good thing I had to go on a flex spending spree in December and bought tons of random medicine. I have high hopes that tomorrow I'll be feeling much better and back on track. Until then, the house is pin drop quiet (except for the rushing of wind outside) and I'm cuddled up on the couch in my warm robe and fuzzy blue socks. Not too bad for a sick day. Now as for that medicine kicking in ... anytime now, thanks.
Last weekend we took a little mini trip up to friend's condo in Midway. We stopped by the
Midway Ice Castles. They were all sorts of ethereal, as advertised. The ground is scattered with ice as well so they handed out ski poles and PVC pipes to steady ourselves with. I just so happened to get a child's pole and pretty much felt like Willy Wonka the entire time. Minus the candy, unfortunately.
As we walked through it I was reminded of our own
accidental ice sculptures from last year. Maybe we should have left the sprinklers on -- just to see what could have happened. Maybe we could have made a few extra bucks!
Completely unrelated to anything made of ice:
this website is killing me. It's so annoyingly entertaining. Hey - everyone seems so compelled to air all sorts of dirty laundry online nowadays anyway. Why not let the internet be your therapist as well?