I don't feel good :-(

I've had the sniffles ever since Michael and Beth returned from the great Kansas vacation of '09. Coincidence? I think not. Amos has been keeping me company. If only I could persuade him to bring me some chicken noodle soup. I think that would get me on the mend. But he keeps using the "I have no opposable thumbs...how am I supposed to use a can opener?" excuse. Ah well.