I had a toasted ham and cheese sandwich this morning with a cup of chicken soup, and now I'm having intestinal distress. :( No good. Even if there was frisbee today I doubt I'd feel up to playing.
My parents decided to do a mini-labor day weekend trip at a bed and breakfast I was considering for the [someday] wedding, so Cj and I will drive up and take a tour with them on Saturday sometime. I'm a bit excited about that.
I think my dog knows I'm not feeling all that great - she's been following me around and snuggling up to me all day.