I've been in denial all week that I'm sick with a cold/flu. But as of last night, this mammoth has come to fruition. Barg, Gruff, Hurrumph.
Thank goodness for my extra sweet husband who played delivery boy this morning so I could get back in bed drink tea and collect used tissues (ewww sorry!) Thank you my love, Adam, you're a real peach!
Here's what went out with the cutest-delivery-boy-ever bright and early...