Good news, bad news...

I'm starting to feel a bit better.

I'm damp with sweat this morning. I awoke 45 minutes ago & having now taken the various cold preparations I don't feel too badly. The worst of it seems to be the sore throat and the mentholated Hall's are doing a decent job on that.

The bad is it's clear this morning, I've given this lousy gift to my husband. Looks like I'm going to the market later today to get more of these cold remedies as we'll be going through them twice as fast as expected.

B'fast will be tea for two. FYI, 4 of the 6 teapots are in the dishwasher. What isn't is the biggest after dinner party size and the little personal one. I think I ran the dishwasher before I went to bed last night.

Tea and toast...

I'd just finished the pot of Yorkshire Gold, when LJ called out from the bedroom requesting tea and toast.

My b'fast tray was as empty as the teapot. Mango and cottage cheese was eaten. The mini microwaved frittata was history and the small salad a pleasant memory.

I'd brought two teacups with the tray thinking he'd have some, if and when he got out of bed.

So he's back in bed. Toast finished, 1/2 pot of tea left. I'm still nursing my latte.