Well, the dry brining has to wait until tomorrow

Well, the dry brining has to wait until tomorrow: I woke up with 99.5 degree fever, and a sore throat.

So 1,300mg of 8 hour Tylenol, a warm sweater, and curling up bingeing Supernatural. We have been trying to get through that to watch something else (the writing, OMFG: the protagonist act stupid enough to give turnips a bad name). We finally broke into season 12 finally (we watch a few episodes a week), but I fell asleep on the dog bed with Strut.

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