I have a cold. Not having a cold in years and years, one tends to forget how many tissues are needed. The side of my bed looks like a trash bin. Wish my nose would stop running and my voice would sound normal. I want to sew but my head hurts when my neck is bent down. Guess time will now be spent catching up on reading blogs.
1. A husband that brings me hot tea and honey.
2. A husband who takes care of me when I am not well.
Happy Stitching Hugs,