Not quite rosy but it'll get there

Yes, you haven't heard from me in a few days, I realize that all too well, as a three day run of what I call nonsense (but necessary) work put me through the wringer and spit me out unceremoniously into the sick bed, from which nearby I am writing.  Of course you know me to exaggerate the extent of any of my ills and pains, saying I am near death's door when I get a paper cut, so I wouldn't really start shopping for any black outfits just yet.  Anyway, I have other things on my mind as well, damned things they are too, but hopefully they will get sorted out soon enough.

In the meantime, to save anyone (including, but probably most especially myself) from rolling eyes and covering ears from hearing any sentimental mumbo jumbo, I will instead post a photo of a rose cake that I saw in London a little while back.