Head cold. Evil head cold.

like allergies on steroids. twitchy sinuses all over the front of my head.
but last weekend's sun was worth whatever price I'm paying now.

besides, I can't smell the cakes Paul is baking, so at least I'm not craving cake. (white chocolate swirled with raspberry, and red velvet)

in other news, Paul had a total flame out on a new cookie recipe. it was so amazingly bad I could barely get through one bite. chucked-the-whole-batch-into-the-trash bad. which just makes the many other great cookies he's come up with that much better somehow.