Chocolate Fudge Covered Cream Puffs ...

... are to blame. All 8 of them. I think.
Or maybe it was the spinning around on the chair while faxing.
Or maybe eating that last cream puff while spinning.

Fact is; I wasn't feeling very well when I left work.
Fact is I am still not feeling very well - with weird feverish-looking cheeks and the urge to lie down where I stand.

So here's another cat that I tried to make look at least festive wintery and I'm off to bed. *wallows in self-pity*