Alright, let the record show – I may have been incorporating a little “artistic license” regarding my health yesterday…

OK, maybe a lot of artistic license. Whatever it was, I did have a bit of a fuzzy head, so I exaggerated just a bit, for impact. If it was a cold coming on, it seems to be taking it’s merry old time.

There is also a possibility that I’m dealing with the changes in the atmospheric conditions at this altitude.

No, I don’t mean the second storey of our home – we’re close to the Rocky Mountains now, and some people react – even suffer from migraines, and yourgraines.

My precarious health yesterday could also have been due to the full moon the past few nights. For some reaon, I can’t sleep when there’s a full moon. I don’t exactly grow a face full of fur (like MTDG does), but I toss and turn, and end up awake until the wee hours of the morning. Which makes me susceptible to cold bugs and such. But apparently not sympathy…

At any rate, that’s my story, and I’m stickin’ with it. I will soldier on, and try not to fish for compassion from readers out there in the hinterlands of The Google. While my keyboard may be stained by post-nasal drip, and my typing fingers weakened by fatigue, but I will be a rock. A pillar. A gazebo by a stormy lake.

Cough cough….

I’ll be OK….

Chow for now!!