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Ok, since I have a cold right now and feel like I’ve been run over by a garbage truck, thrown back into the road and hit by an RV filled with beer swilling rednecks… I want to talk about things that make me feel better.

Aside from pedicures, sex, a massage. TMI? I thought so. My bad. Onward and upward though…

I’m a super picky freak. I admit it. In the past I have actually demanded fresh water. (I’ll wait, I just reread that post and it is far better writing than anything I’ve given you in a long time, so feel free to read it.)

I love Kleenex with lotion. It is the ONLY Kleenex that I buy and I never buy a generic substitute. That is the only tissue that doesn’t turn my nose into a raw, two-holed mass on my face when I have a cold or allergies. I also love Comtrex and Zicam. But, only the Zicam in the pre-measured spoon thingies. I mix it into hot tea and almost can’t taste it!

I love causing other people great discomfort when I’m sick. It makes me feel better to know that if a member of the household is not catering to my every whim in a deeply committed desire to make me feel better that I can find ways to make them regret it and amuse myself at the same time. This includes forcing my husband to sit in the same position for two hours while I sleep propped up on him. He claims that I get very “clingy” when I’m sick. It’s partially true. But, if I’m sick I figure that whole “for better or worse, sickness and in health” thing should come into play and that if I’m uncomfortable than he should be as well.

And, I know, I was hoping to provide a video of the cutest kitchen appliance on the planet (and even Beamer will think it’s cute, really, I swear!) but I got sick. There is always next week and I swear it’s worth it.

Oh, and I totally did have video for today but YouTube is acting like a giant ass and for whatever reason I can’t get the entire video to show up on Flickr. I’m thoroughly frustrated, tired, AND sick. So, instead of my usual determination, you have lazy excuses.

Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow.

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9 Responses to “Raindrops on Roses”

Avitable says:

Run over by a garbage truck made of tequila? :wine:

Beamer says:

Ok, you must be sick.

I have now gone from stalker status to actually being mentioned in a post. The world is not a sane place at all.

Hope you get feeling better.

Beamer :rockon:

Miss Britt says:

Did you try vimeo??

I’m sorry you’re sick. Blech.

Marissa says:

Peppermint oil. Three drops per cup of boiling water, soak a washrag in it, and then plop the rag on your face. The peppermint steam clears your nose out and is a lot less messy than Vicks.

Jen says:

I hope you feel better soon. HUGS

Crys says:

what is vimeo? i must know. i am sick too. ZOMG.

Mindy says:

You have every right to be picky when you are sick. I am sure the rest of your family turns into whinny babies when they’re the ones that need attention and mothering and feel bad. Feel better soon though. The attention wears thin after a while :wink:

Crazy Lady says:

Ugh - I hate being sick. I just want to hole up in my room, and be left alone - but everyone should be within ear shot of me, so when I weakly call out for something - my wish can be granted in a second.

smizzo says:

I hope you feel better soon. Being able to be “clingy” is the best. :heartbeat:

Go ahead, I can take it.

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