Saturday blues ...

My awful cold seem to have gotten tired of hanging around ... thank goodness! My voice is still on vacation ... it comes and it goes ... that's a good sign it is slowly getting bored of being away too long from me. That's a good sign, eh?

This week had been chaotic ... what with all the preparations behind all the meetings and exhibition during our recent global conference meet. I say chaotic in a positive way 'coz for me it's great fun being part of such an event. While there is a lot of work that has to be done, it is somewhat rewarding after each of these struggles. This one is no exception ... we had a very successful conference, and everyone was very pleased.

Today, I'm taking things easy ... not only because I need it, but because I deserve it. I dream and weave my way someplace nice and warm ... being on a white sand beach, enjoying sun and a cool breeze, lazying, reading a book and a piñacolada drink just within my reach. Heaven!

Decked with colds ...

... haunted and torn. It's that time of the year again ... I can't elude this plague of colds which is a recurring event during winter time. It would always start with Alexander ... then my hubby ... and then poor me. I am very susceptible to all kinds of bacteria ... and I just don't know how to protect myself from it all.

I hope this horrible cold will go away ...