
It's always the way isn't it. You feel rotten all weekend and make an appointment to see the Doctor first thing Monday morning, then of course while you are in the waiting room you stop coughing, your ears unblock, your pounding headache disappears and you can speak again (symptoms may vary from person to person), by the time the Doctor calls you in, you can see the look of "fraud!". I find this particularly annoying when it happens with The Boy, "No really doctor, he was spiking a temp, he had a rash or a cough or some other symptom, I know he's bright as a button now, but you should have seen him an hour ago, I'm not making it up, I'm not an overprotective hypochondriac!". I should really be happy that we are all feeling better and I am! I vote no more colds or infections for the Adamczewski household!
We did have one brief excursion on the weekend to the church fair. We came home with a delicious orange and poppyseed cake, some knitted goodness and a retro lamp. I always have mixed feelings about buying knitted goodies from the church fair, on the one hand fabulously cheap, and on the other I get the guilts, little jumpers ($4) and booties ($1), I think that is too cheap. One of the other things I love is the freedom with colour, colours I would never put together always look so wonderful to me when they've been made with love.