...and I'm going here and I'm going there...
Or maybe not so much.  I've been dragging for days, and today my digestion went on strike.  I offered it ginger tea.  I offered it a little yogurt . . . it continued intransigent so I ate some toast just so I could throw up and feel better.

I am not going to the colgaffneyis event in Wisconsin.  I am not going down to visit my mom and our friends in Chicago.

I'm going back to bed . . .