Home sweet home.
SNIFF. SNIFF. Cough. Cough.
There’s nothing like flying with a cold. I just returned home and all I want for Christmas is to go to bed and sleep this head cold off.
I was excited to see the tippy top of snow covered mountains when I landed in Portland.
And, now, after planes, trains and automobiles (otherwise known as taxi cabs) I am home.
My gift today will be going to bed early. Because, really, what could be better than extra sleep to fight a cold?
More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie
{are you home for the holidays?}
