A Lost Day

No, I wasn't in my cups all day. My sinuses had gone wild. I hacked, coughed, sneezed, and blew my nose all through the night. I didn't get much sleep, nor did Cynthia, who insisted on staying with me instead of retreating to the guest bedroom upstairs. She deserves a medal.

Things weren't any better this morning. I'd coughed so much that it had become very painful. Things gradually improved after lunch. I stayed in bed, alternately sleeping and reading, until dinner time. I could tell I was better when I noticed the lacy foam pattern on my Boundary Bay glass. The beer was Laurelwood Workhorse IPA, from Portland. I didn't carry it back on the train -- it's available locally. Yes -- it is very good indeed.

P.S. I just found a photo taken on September 16th with the Oly, so I've back-blipped it. Don't bother to check it if you don't like cute!