…just because I can
Well, my droogies, I woke up with a sore throat this morning. Now, this could be the onset of a cold…or a throat infection…or irratation from breathing thru my mouth while sleeping…or even allegies. Whatever it is, thanks to my narrow throat and equally narrow nasal passages, I’m having a hard time breathing and sometimes choke a bit. Right now, I’m OK, thanks to Breath Right Strips and a dose of Airborne and a mega dose of vitamins from Doctor Grace (to say nothing of the gallons of water, juice and herbal tea she is forcing down me). Hopefully, by the end of this 3 day weekend, I’ll be feeling better.
Anyway, I’m stuck here in my recliner by order of My Sweet Little Herbal Healer Of Love. I’ve got Vincent Price in The Last Man On Earth on the telly, the laptop on my lap and Extreme Basset Hound Wrestling: Chew Bones Battle going on all over the living room and dining room. The aforementioned wife is out finishing the shopping trip we began earlier that was interrupted by me becoming a big old sick wussyass whiner.
And now, I’m off to start writing my first LJ entry of the new year (and yes, it will take 2 days)