Head colds and Thanksgiving don't much go together. I've been wrapped up in my robe today, and sleeping a lot. Drainage and sneezing and coughing and drinking hot tea for an achy throat. Thank goodness I didn't have a house full of guests to cook for. And entertain. I had a few side dishes from Trader Joe's to bake, and, when Briton came over after work, I was able to watch him eat.
Please don't feel sorry for me. There was always a football game on when I was awake. I balled up some sock yarn, and cast a pair on. I'm not running a fever, though my skin sure feels like I am. Barring an extreme emergency, I'll be in all day tomorrow, too. Plenty of recuperation time.