What a way to spend Sunday! Started feeling really rotten yesterday evening. Got home from our usual Saturday stuff, and went to bed. Well, went to “couch,” so as – hopefully! – not to pass it on the lovely and gracious “Mrs. Just Charlie.” I slept for an hour, was wide awake and freezing for two hours, slept for two hours, then wide awake for three…you get the idea. Got up this morning and went to church, baptized, kind of preached, then headed off to a funeral this afternoon.
Just now back from the funeral, and I now have a fever of about 100.7. So, I’m pretty much packing it in for the evening. Maybe I can sleep…
Anyway, I’m unwinding right now to the Verve Music For Lovers series by some of the great names in jazz from over the years. Pretty good unwind stuff, and especially with Valentine’s Day right around the corner…
At this very moment, Astrud Gilberto is telling me in her own inimitable way that It Might As Well Be Spring.
A cup of Sleepytime, a real girl from Ipanema, medicine about to kick in…who could ask for anything more?
