My mother is in town, which is nice because a) I love her and b) she practically begs to babysit.

On the down side she is so intent on making me better that she might just kill me. It has been one day and I already want a vacation. I am very nearly being force fed, draged out of the house, and lectured about the little things I need to do to get better. I know her heart is in the right place but...

Happy thoughts to get me through the week would be very much appreciated.