Feh. I've come down with a doozy of a cold. And just in time for Thanksgiving, too, unless some miracle occurs and I wake up tomorrow and can taste things again. And talk. That would be nice.

"Wait, wait", I can hear you thinking, "but won't tomorrow be too late for Thanksgiving? Didn't you have to be well for that *today*?" Turns out that, courtesy of the ice outside our house and Mom's, we opted to have our Thanksgiving tomorrow. We had lasagna today.