Today was supposed to be the B travel day, complete with bourbon, barbecue, bluegrass, and my Brilliant Cousin, Laura. I was looking forward to this day and had it planned before any of the other days.
But instead B = bronchitis.
And a broken modem, which is really bad when you’re home sick.
So instead of a little bourbon buzz and yummy ‘que, I have a Benadryl fog and leftover pizza in front of a great fire, so it’s not all bad.
Next week I travel to Richmond, Virginia, to meet up with high school friends (we’ve been friends for over 40 years!) so I bet I can enlist them in a B quest. In the meantime, it’s the onesie, snoring dogs, and a roaring fire.