Well, halfway through the day yesterday, I came down with Don’s cold. Thanks a lot, Don. I felt increasingly miserable as the day went on and I spent my time on the bus masked (as always) breathing with my mouth open because I was so congested. By the time I got home, it was all I could do to function. I kept falling asleep in the evening.

Today, I feel truly miserable.

Having a cold and a work commitment that requires all my energy is not a good combination. I could just throttle Don, but of course, it’s not his fault. I haven’t had a cold in four years. Don said he shook a guy’s hand last week and wonders if that’s where it came from. But whenever we’re out, we’re masked, so who knows how he got it? And I have shaken a few hands this week as well. Fortunately, I worked yesterday with a mask on, so I wasn’t breathing any germs on the actors. I hope no one catches it.

And even more fortunately, I wasn’t called today so I don’t have to be at rehearsal. I’m sure I’ll be called tomorrow.

If I was completely transparent with you, I’d be adding many cuss words to this post.

Egg cups.

• On the left, my most recent purchase. I got it last year on eBay. An exquisite vintage egg cup from Spode in England. It is simply gorgeous. On the inside of the cup is a bird and a bee and some sort of bug. The name of the pattern is Chelsea Bird.

• A lovely little egg cup that I saw on Etsy and kept an eye on for a long time. I finally bought it. It’s from Chambéry, France and those are two groundhogs looking at a house and the mountains. I mean, groundhogs, for goodness sakes! I had to have it.

• A cottageware egg cup from England. It has a luster glaze. On the other side is a door.

• An egg cup that I purchased at the flea market in Paris. It has a mark on the bottom, but I can’t read it. This one has the little dish attached for a spoon.

It’s such fun really seeing these beauties again.

The other side of Spode cup.

That’s all I have energy for today.

I’ll try to answer today’s comments. Sorry I haven’t had time to answer your previous comments; there’s just no time. But I’ve read them. Chris, I’m happy to hear your physical therapy is ending! Congratulations!

Also, I haven’t heard anything from reader Deb from Phoenix in a long time and now I’m worried about her. Deb, if you read this and you’re okay, will you let us know? Thank you.

Stay safe.

Happy Thursday.

I’m writing a couple of posts ahead of time and this is the first: part 10 of our little tour.

• The egg cup on the left was a gift. It is Holland mold egg cup, one that would be distributed for customers to paint and decorate by hand. This one is beautifully painted and the painter’s name is on the bottom. It is one of my largest egg cups. One-of-a-kind.

• This little one is much like the bunny I showed you the other day, the one who reminds me of Scout. It’s tiny and made in Japan.

• One of the first cups I purchased, by Holt Howard. It’s quite large. It was in mint condition until, several years later, I knocked into it and it broke. Sigh. I have glued it back together and, fortunately, the damage is in the rear of the cup. These still pop up fairly frequently on eBay.

As you read this, I’ll either be on the bus headed to NYC, or in the rehearsal space meeting the cast and listening to a first read-through.

Stay safe.

Happy Tuesday.