Thursday, December 29, 2011

Drowning in snot

Wish I could make that headline sound like some kinky and particularly disgusting form of torture, but no. Creative as he is, the sadist's brain didn't cook up this one. It's just a cold. The kind that feels like a faucet opened all the way, sending not a drip but a hard, steady stream of thin snot rushing from my head down through my nasal passages and out through my now sore-from-blowing nostrils.

Oh woe is me.

I'm prone to getting this particular cold this time of year.

I just hope I wasn't already contagious when Daddy was here Tuesday.
I'm not supposed to give him my colds.

Just imagine the spanking I would get if I did?!

1 comment:

Sky said...

Sending Get Well Soon wishes your way, Oatmeal Girl.

Take care. Sky