I'm sick today, running a fever, sore throat and the whole thing. It came on pretty suddenly Sunday afternoon and since then I've had a lot of time to think, because that's what you do when you're alone in your house all day and have slept for four hours but can't muster the concentration to watch television or the will to take a shower. (It just sounds like a lot of work, you know?)

Here are some of the things my overheated brain has revealed to me today:

The best cup of hot tea in the land is made with Lipton decaf, sugar, and a drop of vanilla extract. You laugh, but it's true.

There is a blank spot on the right-facing side of our Christmas tree. I know because I spent a lot of time looking at it today, and as soon as I have the energy I'm going to go put an ornament there.

If you have a fever, shouldn't it just make you hot? That would help me a lot, because what I hate is that process where you're freezing and then you're sweating. It's really annoying.

Thank goodness for the December Photo Project over at View from the Prairie Box and friends. Gives me something pretty to look at.

I haven't taken a sick day at my job in over a year, and now I've taken two in the last week. What's up with that?

Profound, I know. This is why I want to get better. I'm boring myself to death over here. The end.