I spent much of the day at the clinic waiting to see the doctor about this crummy "cold? cough? flu?" something that's been bugging my days and disturbing my nights since Friday.
Nothing serious, thankfully, but I did get antibiotics, an inhaler, and an expensive pharmacy bill in celebration.
I haven't seen or heard (can't smell) about a birthday cake although Gypsy was up baking last night. The cookies look delicious anyway.
Preferring to stay in tonight, I stopped for steaks and other meal goodies once I got out of the clinic. (I rather expected to see tulips blooming it felt I'd been sitting in the waiting room so long) Well, Dear D-I-L just finished cooking up the steaks for us. I'm off to eat!