It’s Super Tuesday and I am lying on my couch doing my taxes.
Man, am I getting old.
To be fair, I had plans to go to J.W. Marriott to meet K. and her friends for her birthday. But I’m coming down with a cold. I can feel my throat closing up and my face flush. So I picked up orange juice, chicken noodle soup and Zicam (per my coworker J.’s suggestion) on my way home from work, got in my yoga clothes and planted myself on the couch.
It is awesome to watch Clinton and Obama go head to head in a historic Democratic primary. I sent a few texts to my friends saying “Go Obama!” (I don’t cover politics, so I think it’s cool to let that out and besides, I moved here from Chicago and voted for him for senator.)
But seriously, I am watching CNN, filing my taxes and drinking mint tea with my glasses on.
Next, it’s dentures and adult diapers.