No Tango

No dancing tonight – My Darling B’s feeling a little under the weather still. She came down with a freakishly nasty head cold last Friday night, spent pretty much all weekend in bed trying to sleep it off and was feeling well enough to try to tough it out through two days at work, but this afternoon her e-mail flashed across my screen: “We might have to skip dancing tonight. I think I’m having a relapse.” And she was still feeling relapse-ish by the time we got home, so we called our dance instructor and begged off tonight, promising to come in next week. Our tango’s going to suffer.