Better Luck Next Year!

This can of beer I enjoyed with dinner tonight is the closest I got to participating in Bellingham Beer Week this year. My plans were scuttled by a deadly virus which seems to have taken over my brain and instructed my body to concentrate its energy on mucus production. 

I've been sleeping a lot more than usual -- when I'm not coughing. My hearing has been impaired to the point where it's hard to have a conversation with C -- even with my hearing aids at maximum volume. 

I hope I'm up to taking photos at the monthly woodworkers' club meeting tomorrow.

C is also suffering. We've been living like hermits to avoid infecting other people.