I still have the stupid cold so I'm snuggled in bed in my jammies with a cup of hot tea. Last night, I tried to cancel on the new guy since I looked like hell but he wouldn't hear of it-he laughed at me when I tried to tell him I looked like Rudolph from blowing my nose all day. So, instead of me cooking, he picked me up and took me to dinner. Now I need to figure out what to make for dinner on Sunday for him, since it can be more elaborate now that I won't have to throw something together after work.