Wasn't it cold this morning?

I dreamed about a baby last night. A boy with brown hair, about 8-ish months, I would guess. He was a relative of some undetermined sort, and I was responsible for him. I remember putting milk in a bottle and then not knowing if he could use a cup already...

If this were Jane Eyre, it would be very bad luck.

I'm not even going to pretend, as I usually do, that I am not catching a cold. This year has been paying me back for past wrongs. Infected Head right before Japanese Festival, stomach virus right before Brother's Halloween visit. Strep right after it, and then more infections. Now a cold right before Thanksgiving. What the heck, Immune System? But I can't say I'm surprised. Once Alexander The Great breeches your defences, they are open to army and petty thief alike. They might refer to it as Flu Season, but really it's Everything Season.

Abbie and I were successful in getting our haircuts. I'm happy with mine, but that's nothing to how happy I am about Abbie's. The cut is cute, of course, but really what made me the most pleased was the stylist. She was wonderful! If you recall, Abbie's first stylist was cold, unsympathetic and absolutely no fun. This one, however, washed Abbie's hair in shampoo that smelled like cake, chatted cheerfully with her about brothers and puppies and pillow pets, and when she was done, added some gel with sparkles. How awesome is that? Abbie had a blast. I wished, as I was leaving, that I'd brought a bigger tip for her, even though the one I had was nearly 50% of the cost of the cut.

I feel feverish. Not good.

I don't know what to make for Thanksgiving. I've been looking at recipes. What I secretly want to do is make a recipe I have, but change one of the main ingredients. Never a good idea to do that for the first time right before an event. Therefore, I am trying to distract myself from the thought.

Last night I played taiko. Zoku always makes my right thumb hurt. No idea why. Anyway, I hope that I am playing well enough that Andrew isn't sorry he let me stay on the set. And I also hope I remember to take some Motrin before the show. My back isn't used to this anymore. Isn't that horrible? It's the worst thing about being sick so much lately. I don't just miss taiko...I sort of need it. Let's all cross our fingers that I am able to attend more practices from now on.

Josh and I stayed up late and saw Date Night the other day. It's cute, but not ever going to make my top 10 list. Do you have a list of top comedies? Here's some from mine: My Cousin Vinny, Coming to America, City Slickers, Maverick, Auntie Mame, Snatch (okay, well I think of it as a comedy), Galaxy Quest, Sneakers... Well. That's a start.

I told Abbie I would put on Cinderella for her. Hope you are all having a good pre-Thanksgiving weekend.