Uggh, I have just found the other antidote to blogging: the stomach flu. Hard to sit upright at a computer when you're nauseated. I don't want to vomit on my keyboard, either.
Thank goodness I don't have the brunch to plan and host this Sunday. It's not that I mind having it at my house; in fact, that's one of the things I wanted to do more of when I bought it 6 years ago. But it was all I could do to eat a small bowl of cherries yesterday, and now I can't even watch food commercials during the soaps. I doubt I could shop & clean house properly to prepare, so it's just a great stroke of timing that things worked out this way. Now I hear that a friend who was supposed to be coming in town is changing his plans at the last minute, as well. Sweet. I have no obligations and nothing to do but get ready for the house cleaners, who are coming next week. Ya-hoo!
In related news of upcoming events, I intentionally scheduled the cleaners to come the week before my brunch, which is also a week before my Favorite Dave (not to be confused with the other Daves, of course) is coming to visit. I haven't had a houseguest in a little while, unless you count my cousin stopping by on his way to a family funeral last week (which obviously I don't). My problem isn't what we should do while he's here, it's what can we take off the list? I wanted to see Blair Combest at Otherlands, go to Blues on the Bluff, maybe visit the zoo's new Northwest Passage exhibit, and catch a movie at the drive-in, not to mention all the culinary adventures we could have. Help! I'm going to make him stay a week so we can fit it all in.