It’s Monday. Ughh. My girlfriend got a cold about a week  ago. Despite her best attempts to spare me, I started coming down with it Friday morning. It’s not bad so far, but after three days of minimal symptoms I’m waiting for the hammer to fall. Watch, it’ll hit me hard just before Thanksgiving.

I should just reserve this space in my Monday update for discussing how badly the Bears played on Sunday. Actually, this week was highly unusual because they put up a decent fight against the Vikings. Of course, it ended in another heartbreaking loss, but that has become the norm. Is it Nascar yet? Please?

The girlfriend is making Lasagna soup and the entire house smells amazing! I may hate this time of the year, but damn, comfort food like that does manage to help soften the blow.

-keep