Not the weekend I planned...

This week was bad. It's THAT point in the semester when you feel like you're hanging on by a toenail. All week I felt kind of crummy. Then yesterday, it HIT me like a ton of bricks. By late yesterday I could barely talk and was coughing up a storm.

Long story short....I'm on the couch with these instead of being in the garden as I planned:

Zpack and some serious cough medicine that makes me loopy. Doc says I should be back on my feet by Monday. I am not very good at being sick, so I hope she was right. Phillip had to make me lie down multiple times today as I kept trying to sneak my way out into the garage to help him make our additional raised beds for the garden this year. What can I say? I'm stubborn.