Oh, woe is me!  Picture me with the back of my hand pressed to my fevered brow.  I’m down with a bad cold.  How sick am I?  Let me put it like this:  I was too sick to knit.  Now that’s really sick for me.  I’ve been coughing, wheezing, blowing my nose, and generally feeling wretched.  I slept nearly all of Sunday, but don’t know if it was due to needing that much sleep or all the meds I downed.  What I really need is Charlotte’s chicken noodle soup.  With or without the soup, I’m on the mend and back to work this morning.