John and I are both sick with colds. I started feeling it the other night and took a couple of Flintstones; now I’m loading up on the echinacea/goldenseal extract. It’s the same stuff Ryan Hembrey bought me the last time I got sick on tour, back in April. Nasty stuff… it’s in a grain alcohol base. Bleechhy.
John left a message at work to say he wouldn’t be coming in, and one of his bosses wrote back and said she’s home sick too!
Today’s my dad’s birthday. It’s still too early to call him though. I suck so bad with holidays, but at least I’ve been pretty good about speaking to HIM every once in awhile.