The Week from Hell is Over. Or is it?

All week I kept thinking, 'if only I can make it through Thursday, I have a 3-day weekend'. So I get a cold, I ache all over, I'm miserable. I thought it was polio at the least, maybe meningitis, or bird flu. Nah. Just a cold. But I can still whine, can't I? Surely that's in the Bill of Rights.
Fortunately I have lots of company. I'm babysitting three wonderful greyhounds.You know that scene in Airplane - "assume crash positions"? That's what it looks like here. Bodies draped over the furniture and floors...
And the week from hell continues : Blogger won't upload my photos...
But Photobucket will.