*Actually, there’s been no question about it, for this week I have been laid low by a bug…

*No, Clicky, knot that sort of bug… but OMG, the boys were so cute whizzing around on those… sigh…*

It started last weekend when Kit Kat came home from school feeling snotty…

*Yes, Click, he’s a teenager now and yes, he’s sometimes full of himself but in this case he was also full of cold.*

He didn’t have a fever so I did what my mum or nan would have done… sent him to bed with plenty of fluids and prepared him lots of tasty meals. It must of worked because by Monday morning he was fit and raring to go. I, on the other hand, woke that morning distinctly feeling under the weather. His bug had transferred itself to me.

It settled on my chest like a dachshund determined to wake me up from deep slumbers and there it has stayed. This has meant that I haven’t been able to smoke…

… at all. And definitely no partying 😉

The worst part has been the peeing…

*Clicky! It’s not funny. Every cough and sneeze has been a torment…*

*No, torment, knot torrent. Although… *

So this week, I will be attempting to shake it off…

*The bug, Clicky, the bug!*

… and resume smoking. Wish me luck and… have a Song 😉