big kid

i woke feeling raw eyed and out of sorts. a cold sweat. a headache. no no no. i am hoping that The Almighty Jog has toughened me up enough to keep the worst at bay. far at sea, actually. i hate being sick. but my sweetie is back at work today so maybe it's just one of those 24 hour things. fingers crossed, scratching itchy, dry eyes, and trying to wake up to my normal, excited and happy self. looks like another crochet day has presented itself. the jog is on hold. it's not a good idea to exercise when you're sick. or paint outside in the deathly winter cold either. i'll keep huddled up to myself and my quieter projects today. i started reading the big Hans Christian Andersen book yesterday and i fell instantly in love. his work is so sad! geez! children are supposed to listen to these stories? my my! i'd only read this stuff to a child if i wanted to make them cry! they are that sad. but beautiful and thoughtful and soft too. if you've got a collection of his work, go read "The Red Shoes" and "The Little Match-Seller". both are very short and just so wonderfully tragic.