So spring is in the air. With it brings flowers, caterpillars, green grass…and freaking pollen. At first I thought I was immune. One of the few who are invincible to it. And then it slapped me with all it’s yellow glory. So after a weekend of fevers, body aches, and sore throats the end is in sight. I lost my voice in the process so I sound kind of a mix between an aging lounge singer and a nicotine addicted hooker. Delicious.

There was one bright spot this weekend and it was brought to me by the makers of Tylenol. Those who know me know I HATE taking medicines. I will NEVER take pills (who needs a reason to choke?) So I have to be feeling pretty dang terrible to take something. Enter Tylenol Severe Cold LIQUID!! Okay at first it makes you feel whoosy like you would not believe but like 15 minutes later, I could be doing a marathon. That’s a bit of a stretch, but you get the picture. I don’t know what they put in that junk but bless you Tylenol…bless you.

So anywho, wish me luck.

Side note: Yep, Piper is sick too. There is nothing quite like waking up to dog puke in the morning. Piper and I have a bizarre E.T./Elliot relationship. If he is sick, I am sick and vice versa. If I’m sad then he is sad. It’s quite sweet when you think about it…until you wake up in puke.

Special shout out to Kyle for braving the sick frontier to bring me medicines and movies. You are truly amazing.