It was bound to happen after such a busy month. That early clench in the back of one's throat, the slow ache, the heat deep in one's muscles, the faint glow of headache, the glazed vision. It's Virus Time! Drag out your OTC drugs of choice and wipe your nose because staying in bed all day is not an option. The urge to stay wrapped up in bed was strong, but when I reached up to turn off my alarm this morning I knocked my glass of water all over my pillow. A cold splash wakes a girl up in a hurry.
I talked a big game last month at book club, so tomorrow night the Bumbles will be at my house to discuss Jhumpa Lahiri's exquisite book, The Lowland. Plus I was all cocky and suggested that I would prepare Indian food--How does chicken curry sound? Stupid me. I've never made chicken curry before. What goes with chicken curry? Rice, I imagine, and a nice tossed salad goes well with everything. But for dessert--do we stick with a standard rich chocolate concoction or keep it light and fruity? Oh, the humanity!
In brief, I have to figure out what to make for book club tomorrow night, scrub down the bathroom they'll use (and inconveniently the same bathroom Team Testosterone likes to use with their poor aim), write a bunch of thank you notes, run to the post office, go grocery shopping, do laundry and finish prepping for tomorrow morning's Bible study. Thank goodness I already read the book.
Spill it, reader, to help me decide: light & fruity or dark and chocolatey for dessert?