Despite my best efforts to remain healthy, I woke up this morning with the worst sore throat. I hate this time of year. Everyone is sick. I just heard from Ali who reports that Amy may have walking pneumonia.

Good God. Walking pneumonia is something we joke about up in this house, no one we know actually gets it for God's sake.

I hate being sick more than anything - more than bikini waxes, Web site trolls, Creed and even George W. Bush. Really. Just hate it. I am not a restful person by nature so having to sit still in one place makes me crazy. I will probably head out to the grocery store to secure some cold remedies, though it seems that anything I get to alleviate my symptoms won't really do much after all.

Fine time to tell me that 'Tussin is bunk, people.

Just the same, had I not been down with the bad throat I would not be able to post about this and I truly believe it was God's will.

Is it just me, or is anyone else getting a huge wiff of Josephine Baker out of this? I get this feeling that the two of them are quickly on their way to forming their own little "Rainbow Tribe" and moving to some French villa where they'll live their days out in obscurity, teetering on bankruptcy, Angie constantly begging Brad for "Just one more, one more!"

Posted by Erin at 10:42 AM | filed under: Odds and ends , Supastah