resorting to flowers!

Still feeling blurgh but trying not to think about it!  Hubby now home and the first thing he said walking through the door was 'you look shattered'....followed very quickly with 'you OK?'........I refuse to admit my throat is a little itchy and I refuse to admit I feel shattered because if i keep thinking about not feeling quite right it all becomes a self fulfilling prophecy and I refuse to feel blurgh or think too much about feeling blurgh as I simply don't have time such annoying blurghness.

Anyway.....another flower that did survive the slaughter of the now dismissed gardener.