If there's one thing you can say about kids, it's that they are little plague rats. I used to go without colds for years at a time, mostly because I don't tend to associate with that many people to begin with and those I do, aren't usually covered in snot and germs. I caught my last cold right after Maddie's birthday party last year and it looks like the tradition is continuing this year. For the past three days I've been coughing, sneezing, and dripping like a faucet out of nose. My throat is sore, my head is stuffy, and my brain isn't working all that well. The latter explains why I never got around to posting any pictures from Shelley's engagement dinner. I'm not sure my grey matter could handle the workload. I've spent most of the past few days sleeping like a narcoleptic, dozing off at random times for random intervals.

On the plus side, barely eating anything for 2 and a half days has had a salubrious effect on the diet front. I can proudly announce that my belly has reached the jiggly phase. I first noticed this the last time I lost a ton of weight and it basically means a good chunk of the fat has gone away, enough so that there's a surfeit of skin which tends to jiggle more. It's kinda like what would happen to a bean bag if you poured out some of the insides. I have no idea what the equivalent poundage loss would be having not weighed myself in years, but it's probably a good sign.