You know you're sick when you don't even check your email.

I feel like I've been sick forever. Two trips to the doc, three prescriptions and 3 & 1/2 sick days later, I'm at least feeling a bit more awake. Seriously though, how much can one person cough? My new exercise DVD, "Abs of Phlegm" will be featured soon on an infomercial near you!

Being in bed a lot has given me large blocks of reading time. Finished The Lost Symbol yesterday. I won't spoil anything, if you haven't read it, but while a fun, fast read, it was too predictable. I had stuff figured out before Dan Brown turned the corner on just about every twist. This wasn't true with the other two books. And it seemed like he was writing Robert Langdon's dialog with Tom Hanks' vernacular in mind, especially toward the end. Personally, I liked Angels & Demons the best. I know, everyone's a critic.

Been tanking up on satellite TV, too. Caught up on all my BBC faves like Cash In The Attic and Bargain Hunt, indulged in Doctor Who over on SyFy, laughed at Chumley spinning around on a Segway on Pawn Stars, traveled the upper midwest with American Pickers, figured out that the king's servants are also supposed to be lemurs on the Penguins of Madagascar, (I thought it was a koala & a fat squirrel), and decided I needed a Ninja Master Prepp & Ron Popeil's Showtime Six Star Knife set. Thank goodness my credit card was out of reach. Now, if they are supposed to last a lifetime, why do I need 2? It was all great short attention span TV. I feel like my mind has eaten a bag of Cheetos, a box of Twinkies & topped it off with a bomb-pop. Mmmmmm. Good.

In two more days I'll try to go back to work again, hoping that the HVAC is better regulated so that my cube is less of a sauna, and toting enough Puffs Plus to build a small fort. Maybe that will be the end of it. One can only hope!