Oh God, y’all, I think I’m gonna die. At the time I’m writing this, I’m on Day 4 of the world’s nastiest cold. I’ve gone through a whole box of tissues and a bag of cough drops, and I’m starting to lose my voice. I am uncomfortable and want nothing more than to crawl under […]
I hate colds.
Things have gotten very sexy around the Sally J house this week. My sinuses are protesting the season, and I’m carrying around a box of facial tissue like it’s my cell phone from 1995. I stumbled upon something, though, that is making this cold of my mine somewhat manageable.