January is almost over. That means only one thing. I am sick. It is a yearly thing now. When the last week of January comes, the gods start to toy with me, putting my body through some really rough days (and nights).
The nebulizer is on standby now. We got this for the little one. It is me though that is regularly hooked up to it. I have no complaints. Better me than her. It feels worse when she is the one on it.
Since the holidays I have been feeling a need to sweat, to let out poisons I have taken in during the past year and are circulating in me. I do not feel right. More than a physical thing, I know it is a mental thing too. My mind is full of traffic jams. My lungs with bad air.
Anybody up for a getaway?!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Messing With Luck
We only had one round fruit for Media Noche (New Year's eve midnight meal).
Grapes.
Grapes.
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