Stripes Kinda Day

"I just wish I hadn't drunk all that cough syrup this morning", said John.

I feel his pain. Or should I say, I felt it. I'm now down to 2 doses of Nyquil per day and feel a little less foggy, slightly more upright and able to navigate down the hall without banging into the walls.

The other upside to the waning cold is that I was able to cook, eat and taste something yummy for dinner. I still wasn't super hungry, but manage to whip up a tasty bunch of purple artichokes smothered in Annie's Goddess Dressing. Thank you, sir. May I have another.