It was bound to happen
You haven't heard much from me in the past few days. Probably
wondering if I fell into the Seine or something.
Nope, been shopping, hanging out with friends, learning to knit,
But today, nope. It's mid-afternoon and I'm still in my jammies.
My elementary school teacher super immunity to germs has failed me--
the new "french germs" have won.
I have been sleeping, eating clementines and toast, and drinking tea
since last night. I feel like somebody punched me all over and made
me run a marathon.
Sick in Paris on a beautiful, sunny Indian Summer afternoon.
Oh, the injustice of it all!