Creative Writing?

Mr. D washed, peeled and chopped the carrots as instructed by his wife via an email. She is ill, in bed for the second day, and hoping that a large bowl of carrot-apple soup will cure her. Their sweet five year old is giving her dolls a bath while the handsome three year old is enjoying his afternoon slumber. What is mom doing in bed? planning, learning, coughing, scheming, dreaming, smiling, coughing, again and realizing that she has succumbed to her heightened senses at this moment. Could this be the result of too little rest and being sautéed like onions in the Florida sun for 7 days? Is she the unlucky recipient of a fellow flyers germ? What I am writing about? I do not know, I think my fever is back.

What is in my chest and Tweet Up in RI

I am lying here, blogging in bed. I am wondering what it is that has me sick. Fever on and off, chest hurts badly, coughing, no head involvement. The rest of the family is at the Garden Market Fair choosing the vegetables for our garden. I know, we are a bit behind but we are getting there. On another topic, I am super excited about an event I just registered for called 'The Twitter Phenomenon explodes in Rhode Island'. Are you going? Thank you to 'The Daily Blonde' for tweeting about it.