If I find out who got me sick...

I have been miserable miserable miserable since Thursday morning. Tonight is the longest I have been able to sit in front of the computer. There is some EVIL bug going around and I got it. I'm afraid that its not over yet either. :( I took a look at my throat tonight and it was not a happy looking thing. I'm keeping the fingers crossed that I don't have to go to the doctor's, as all he will tell me as he hands me the bill is that I am sick. :/

Caroline is thinking that she really appreciates her friends that dropped a tweet, im, text, call or hell, even stopped by the past couple days. She has been feeling very lonely & bored... and the first two days she thought she was going to die, so the empathy shown was greatly noticed and appreciated. Sadly, some friends haven't even noticed. lol How's that for knowing where you are in someone's life! Oh well. Maybe she will wake up tomorrow and will feel 100%. Stranger things have happened.
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So, I have tried to scribble some poetry so that I can keep up with my one a day. But, lets be honest here, I was running a high fever for three days and I could barely hold a pen. Delirium may help some writers, but not so much for thinking it helped me. I made some cutesy rhyming ones..but none I will share. Besides, if I try too hard I would probably write an ode to NyQuil since it was the only thing allowing me somewhat peaceful sleep. lol ...or maybe tissues with lotion. :P

The thing about chili...

..is that its good. Especially on days that are sorta cold and cloudy. It is also best shared with friends. I have always enjoyed cooking for friends. There is some amount of excitment and anxiety when creating a meal for others...others being non-relatives. Knocking on wood, I don't think I have ever served a meal that was...un-edible? lol I kind of want to keep it that way too. Today I made chili for some friends, and possibly enough for the rest of my family for tomorrow. Each time I make it, I make it a bit differently. It all depends on my mood and what I want the chili to look like. lol Yes, aestetics count. One can't always follow a reciepe, and for chili I rarely do. Thankfully, people can eat it still. lol

Between working, watching KU lose, naping and my friends, I almost didn't write the daily poem. I did however, and geeze if I don't think it sounds somewhat corny. But eh, that was what the point of this goal was anyway, to learn from what I have done. :)

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Friends and food and laughter
The joys of being with those we enjoy
The coming together and sharing
The surprising of others with favorite goodies
Can not be compaired to anything in the world
Being accepted by our friends
Brings happiness
And feelings to be repeated.