Under The Weather

So much to post about it. Such little energy.

What's a girl to do?

It was pointed out to me that the recent post in which I expressed my pride in the Canadian military's efforts in Haiti did end with a bit of cliffhanger. Somewhat intended, to be sure. It's just that I didn't intend to leave it hanging this long.

I finished Sarah Palin's book and the same intrepid soul who pointed out the cliffhanger has suggested that I post my final thoughts. Which I'm okay with that but ...

Then there was a nice piece in the Jan 19th edition of the Chronically Horrid (alas, too old to access now) concerning foreigners' attitudes towards Canada's seal hunt - something about them eating horses in Europe. 'Twas to be aptly titled "Hypocrisy".

And from the darkest corners of my mind something about climate change. And our upcoming Purple Day events.

Well, I hope you enjoyed that little stroll down memory lane because, for now at least, I'm afraid that's all you're going to get.

I am officially ill. Sick, as they say.

Afflicted. Ailing. Below par.

Aka feeling awful. Feeling rotten. Feeling terrible. Indisposed. Infirm. Laid low. Off my feet (that one is very fitting). Out of sorts. Peaked. Poorly. Run-down. Unwell.

Did I, by chance, mention under the weather?

And so, until I get this under control, I'm afraid I might be a bit scarce. But hopefully not for too long.

Until then, I bid you a (temporary, to be sure) fond farewell.