For the past several weeks my sister Kristen and I have been planning our cookie exchange. It starts at 7.3o tonight and we're all wearing are pretty cocktail dresses.
Well, everyone except me. Because I'm not going.
Yes, the co-host of this shin-dig is out sick. ::cough cough::
Excuse me.
I really have no idea how I picked this up so quickly. I come in contact with a lot of people on Tuesday, but Wednesday I had absolutely no symptoms. Thursday however I woke up with the worst sore throat ever.
Oh dear.
So here I sit, Netflix just shorted out--again. I'm achy, coughing every few seconds, I still have a sore throat, and sniffles. It's now 4.27, and I should've been getting ready.
Thank you, dear mystery illness, I owe you a ton.
NOT.
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