I Have A Cold.

Probably one of the worst phrases ever uttered by a human.  Colds are miserable things, aren't they?  You have no idea how long you’ll feel like crap, but people expect you to return to your normal activity level 12 hours after you begin.

One of my least favorite parts of a cold is the mouth breathing.  You know what I’m talking about, the my-nose-is-so-stuffed-up-that-the-only-way-to-get-oxygen-to-my-lungs-is-to-suck-air-in-through-my-mouth look.  There’s something about mouth breathing that gives a person the aura of lower intelligence.  Pair that with the dazed look brought on by the combination of Sudafed and Mucinex, and you look like a total genius. 

That’s sarcasm, folks.

The worst part is, really, the common cold is nothing big.  So I feel like I should be keeping up my normal schedule (except for the exercise.  I can give up the exercise) and cook, clean, shop, work, and blog like I do every day.  Problem is, I don’t stinking feel like it. My head hurts, and my throat hurts, and I have a runny nose. I don't want to work. I want to lie on the couch, wrapped in a cozy blanket, and sleep all day.

But life goes on, so I will too.  With tissues.  And chocolate.

What makes you feel better when you're sick?

Aaaannnndddd…we’re back!

.I have to apologize to the people who have read my blog (I know there are some out there…Hi, Mom) for dropping off the face of the earth.    I have no excuse except that I was feeling incredibly down and the posts that I was writing were well, depressing.   I didn't even realize that I was so down until saw the things I was writing.  Sooooo…I just didn't post for a bit.

Its tough when you are really down to pick yourself up, dust yourself off and give yourself a stern talking-to, but I have been blessed with some friends that did just that for me.  They don’t even realize what they did for me, whether it was to attend my outdoor choir concert in the face of an impending storm, message me from 4 states away just to make sure I know that they are praying for me, or just being there to let me pour it all out. 

Well…friends and a ton of chocolate.

Now, I’m back…with a vengeance. Some of the posts that I have written over the summer will probably find their way here, but I’m glad to say that the old me is back, complete with OCD, sarcasm, and a healthy dose of Wonder Woman. J

How do you get yourself out of that low place?  Who has been there for you?