Recovering

Ok, so it turns out that I am the worst jet setter ever. That tickle in my throat that I ignored on Thursday? Well, it turned into one nasty ass cold. I am still recovering. And if I had my way- I'd either be recovering on this bed or this couch:

I'd even been wearing that yellow sweater.

I've done a lot of cuddling up with the cat and dog this week. Now back to bed for me...