It Was My Birthday and Then I Got the Flu

…and that’s pretty much my excuse for everything this week.

Don’t you hate how when you’re sick your brain doesn’t work right? I can barely count to four, I shudder to think of all the important things I’ve forgotten to do this week (not that I have any idea what they are), and I can’t remember the beginning of this sentence. I just dragged myself off the couch and out of the house for the first time all week today—-now I’m at my studio and I can’t honestly remember what it was I needed to do here, I just want to take a nap.

I did have a lovely time celebrating my birthday this past weekend, though-—there was a river, some farm animals, and some homemade donuts. Pictures to follow. I mean it this time.

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