The DH has been home for approximately 1 hour and claims he's heard enough of the wheezing, coughing and sneezing so he's sleeping on the couch. WOOT-WOOT! I get the bed all to myself! Now I'm off to fix some hot tea, lather the Vicks on my forehead, and throw a Halls in mouth so I can get some of this gift knitting on the move. What's your weapon of choice when you're sick?
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Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Thursday, November 03, 2011
Pass the Puffs...
Thanks to my family I am now battling the respiratory virus. I escaped it for quite awhile but it hit with a venegance today. I don't really have time for the coughing, congestion, wheezing and sneezing as the holidays are fast approaching and there's much gift making to be finished. Forget that Life has also been tossing a few other challenges our way. Anyway, I'm well stocked with Halls throat lozenges. Puffs with Vicks is hard to find in this town and they're my favorite weapon of choice.
The DH has been home for approximately 1 hour and claims he's heard enough of the wheezing, coughing and sneezing so he's sleeping on the couch. WOOT-WOOT! I get the bed all to myself! Now I'm off to fix some hot tea, lather the Vicks on my forehead, and throw a Halls in mouth so I can get some of this gift knitting on the move. What's your weapon of choice when you're sick?
The DH has been home for approximately 1 hour and claims he's heard enough of the wheezing, coughing and sneezing so he's sleeping on the couch. WOOT-WOOT! I get the bed all to myself! Now I'm off to fix some hot tea, lather the Vicks on my forehead, and throw a Halls in mouth so I can get some of this gift knitting on the move. What's your weapon of choice when you're sick?
Thursday, October 21, 2010
He's on the Run
He has pills that he mistakes for treats (eyeroll here). He's also on bedrest....uh...yeah...try that one. As the saying goes around here, "ain't never gonna happen."
All was fine until the squirrel climbed the tree in the backyard and the neighbor's dog 'jumped bail' (as we call it) and entered Mr. B's domain. Bedrest went out the window and the big oaf was racing and ripping through our yard while I'm yelling like a banshee warrior. I'm sure it's quite entertaining for anyone within earshot. On the other hand, they're probably accustomed to it.
Mr. B will be up to his usual antics in no time flat *sigh*.
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