Recovery

I feel less like a reheated turd and my tonsils are returning to normal, even without the tonsilectomy Ari, who is an ENT surgeon, was trying to convince me to have. I used my sick bed as an excuse to re-read the sixth Harry Potter book, thus I am behind schedule on finishing the High Holiday supplemental readings booklet. This bit o' cuteness will just have to tide y'all over until I have a free moment to blog some more.