About the only thing I’ve been sorry I packed up early is my teapot. I wish I had left one of them out, because very shortly after packing and sending them off, I started drinking a lot of herbal tea again.

Today, I was sitting at the table with a cup of Wild Raspberry and Veronica asked for some. So I passed it her direction, intending to share. She got an ice cube and cooled it off. Which was ok. Then she asked me to please stop drinking her tea.

Right.

So I made a couple more cups. I’m trying to re-hydrate myself. I still feel awful, and I’ve lost my voice.

This is very disconcerting to Veronica, who is sure I’ll never be able to talk again, despite mine and Nate’s frequent reassurances to the contrary.

I’ve been too sick to knit. Again. So the blanket looks more or less the same as it did in yesterday’s post.