Crap is a four-letter word...

It's also what I feel like. C-r-r-r-r-ap.

We had a cold front blow in late this morning, with a fast-moving band of thunderstorms and lots of volatile windshear. On the local noon news, they were already reporting on the scene of some businesses that had lost roofs and had windows blown out!

Thank goodness I didn't have to drive the in-laws to radiation treatment. They finally moved up on the waiting list for transportation with the county seniors program. Someone else has been driving them there since Monday. His treatment ends day after tomorrow, but what the heck, at least they called before then, huh? LOL And I didn't have to get out today.

Yup, I have no idea what my problem is. My head is filled with mucus, I have a crust in the back of my throat that I can clear up by coughing but then it immediately comes back. My nose is runny no matter what I do or how many times I blow it. My wrists, fingers, ankles, legs, hips, back, neck, and even my feet ache like the devil. Oh, and so does my left boob, if that means anything. LOL Not my right one, tho. And I have zero zip nada fever. Like I said, it's a mystery, but I sho do hurt.

I have no other choice but to conclude it's a cold. What a bummer.

Oh, the other weirdness is that I feel like I've gained at least 10 pounds, but only in my left boob, my stomach and at the very top of my thighs. But the scales say that I have not gained an ounce.

Anyway, Hubs has a few days off. He's not feeling much better than I am, but his problem is work exhaustion coupled with cold-front blowback (he is entirely too cold-blooded, can't handle it).

We had Chinese take-out for dinner (nothing fancy, we always get beef and broccoli, special fried rice and eggrolls, same thing every time). After we ate, we watched the only network show we both enjoy together: Boston Legal. I always get a kick out of seeing Henry Gibson play the judge. (I'm an old fan of his from his Laugh-In days.) Hubs loves Denny Craine like no other. His mood lightens and he becomes happy when he watches that show. And for someone who falls asleep at the drop of a hat, he always manages to stay up for that show.

We decided tonight that we won't do cards and candy. We are going to do a nice steak and baked potato dinner instead for Love Day. So, yay, no card to have to make for him, which is good because my mojo done gone down the road and left me.

For my final Valentine entry, here is a card I made for DD and mailed to her at school:
I totally {heart} that LOVE stamp I used on the inside. Had to use it. Missy likes gel pens so I doodled this one up for her. And she had noticed these papers last year when I bought them, so I know she will recognize them.

Well, off to slumberland for me, but before I go, I wanted to pass along a link to a really cool event over in France, their Citrus Festival. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed what they made out of oranges and grapefruits. Plus, my dang mouth was watering so much for some citrus, I had to drink a glass of OJ while I finished looking!