The end of September is making sure I know it's the boss. My chest has been invaded by some foreign lifeform that I'm convinced is trying to take over the world. I'm staying nestled in my bed, snuggled with my pup and hoping that this lets up soon. The slow cooker is on with what promises to be a delicious stew for this evening. I hope this means things are on the up and up. Sickness sucks.