oh, tylenol cold daytime, how i love thee.
your cool burst of citrus mint refreshes my very soul. i trust you will trickle down into my bloodstream and possibly make this god forsaken sinus headache go away.
blah. we’re sick. again.
i want to talk about post nasal drip.
what the heck? is there anything more infuriating than when your nose just drips? there’s nothing to be done about it. there’s no rhyme or reason to it. just drips.
i’ve tried to control post nasal drip with the power of my mind today. i tried to both make it drip, and to stop it from dripping. both attempts failed. it’s insidious.
speaking of things you have no control over, i’ve been meaning to write about the weather.
back when i was younger, i despised conversations about the weather. it was the epitomy of small talk. so if someone brought up the weather, i made a mental note that they were possibly of questionable breeding.
but i don’t feel that way anymore. in fact i’ve come 180 degrees from that position. now i nearly stand around waiting for the weather to be brought up these days. it happens much less than you’d think.
the attraction for me is the universal topic provided for those of us in the same vicinity. those kind of conversation starters are few and far between now a days.
so there’s that.
but there’s also the fact that we can’t do a damn thing about it. whatever it be. rain, snow, sunshine or wind; we’re all subject to the same conditions. it’s about time the human race had something in common again.
well the sick baby is crying and my nose is dripping and the phone is ringing. really. all at the same time.
here’s to your health!