Be careful out there, I think this bug is going around and is highly infectious. I believe I caught this cold virus from Miss 376. In fact, I know I did. There I was, minding my own business, when I caught her blogpost about being down for the count with a mean old bug. I gave sympathy of course and went about my day. Over the weekend, I'm sure this thing was cooking. It gave no inkling though and allowed me to hike a mountain Sunday. When I awoke Monday, it was all over except the whining. I am willing to cling to the belief that this clever little devil jumped through my computer and traveled from England to Detroit to put me down.
Everyone has advice about "cure" so that got me to planning mine. I am going to send my honey to buy me some lemons. I think I have whiskey left from the last time I fought it out with a cold. I make a concoction of honey, whiskey and fresh lemon juice. This afternoon, my honey told me he made up that bs story of the tea with honey and cinnamon. Oy. I knew it, but like I said, I was desperate.
My brother recommended vodka and OJ. Or B&B (brandy and benedictine). What kind of concoctions do you swear by? I can't go another day like this!
Desperately Seeking Cure