And did I mention I was sick? I am officially allergic to Houston. This happens time after time. We drove home on Wednesday and I could feel the scratchy throat thing starting to work it's voodoo. Then I woke up Thursday morning (after a fitful night of semi-sleep I might add) to a full blown sinus situation. (I thought "sinus situation" sounded WAY better than using the word "infection" which as SO many nasty connotations...not to mention mental images...)
I can't breath except through my mouth. Which makes me feel like a large mouth bass. Not fun.
And to top the "joy" off, Mike is finally home after being gone for two weeks. Like anyone wants to be around me right now.
So I'm having a pity party.
Think of me, your "snotty" friend, as you utilize your fully functioning nasal passages.
The ability to breathe is highly underrated...