Chicken soup is good for a cold, right? It seems to have done nothing for my cold this weekend - where are all those old wives that tell this tale? I have a chicken bone to pick with them.
I spent my weekend moaning, trying to breathe, sleeping and blowing my nose. My nose is so sore ... I've literally rubbed the top layer of skin off my nostrils with Vick's scented tissues. Don't you hate it when that happens? Don't you hate it even more when people talk about it on their blog? Eww.
Then there was the moment on Saturday when I thought I had swine flu because I read there were 2 confirmed cases of it in my county. And I thought, "Surely chicken soup cannot help with pig flu, maybe I need to be eating bacon?" I was under the influence of decongestants you understand.
Anyway, shutting up now ... going to finalize a batch of devotions for P31. (If you notice any typos in the coming weeks' devotions, you can blame it on swine flu and Sudafed.) Perhaps I'll take yet another nap when I'm done with that. But I'll be back tomorrow with a post you seriously don't want to miss.