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.
