Seriously. Sick, I have barely been eating; food hasn't tasted right and the temperature spike that follows eating has been pretty off-putting.
So this morning's bacon-and-egg on an English muffin* is a blessing indeed, being tasty and filling and worth the price. I had a bad moment when it appeared Tam had packed the Cholula sauce off to the Northwest, but it had only got behind the Tobasco. Whew!
Next goal: more than three hours' sleep at a stretch.
* Apologies to the Brits, who would more likely call the thing a crumpet; this is an American term along the lines of calling chips "French fries." If we spoke the exact same flavor of the lingo, we wouldn't have much to talk about!
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