you know how i like to take inspiration from raechel? her ideas, style and projects just ring my bell. well, all of this borrowing from raechel had to have a downside eventually. and i found it. it's germs, people.
i got raechel's virus and i am down for the count. speaking many mysteries in my completely lost voice, making out with kleenex upon kleenex and generally being a miserable lump. the thought of a entertaining a houseguest, cooking or sewing right now makes me want to cry. so now i REALLY appreciate the lengths she went to to make HSD happen. trooper!
she did her post on how the weekend went. find it here.
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just before she coughed directly into my mouth
Keight, I am MORTIFIED! I feel absolutely terrible. No amount of hydrangeas and bedside carafes can make up for the terrible host I was, sending you home with the plague! Sleep lots - and please don't hate me!
ReplyDeleteI know I warned you, but really, I should have quarantined myself. Learning.
NEVER! get a grip, i would have seriously considered coming (though leaving layla at home) even if you had leprosy. every painful throat swallow is a souvenir memory of you and sergio and officer clark. i hereby strip you of your right to feel bad.
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