Today
The cough... it burns us, it hurts us... makes it goes away, pleassssse. (gollum-cough-aach)
Seriously, the cough is getting both worse, and better. When I can control the sinus flow, things improve, but then the nasal meds fade and my sinus drips and the cough returns, sometimes strongly and painfully. My body aches from all that coughing. Thankfully, my thyme tea is helping ease things for a little while.
In the good news, I finally got some alone time... well, me and the hundreds of shoppers out where I went. But no kids, as my husband took a half-day, so I could get some holiday shopping done sans kids. I mainly bought stocking stuffers, along with the last gifts for my husband, and a few extra things. Sadly, I still need to tackle that jungle tomorrow with the kids, as I need a birthday gift for Saturday (no way am I tempting stores the day after Xmas), and some art boxes for the soap gifts.
Then tomorrow night I must make soap. Lavender, I think it will be, tho' I am trying to decide... shea butter, or not.
And I've found that I prefer eating the body of the gingerbread man, leaving his head for last. Is that a bad sign?
Seriously, the cough is getting both worse, and better. When I can control the sinus flow, things improve, but then the nasal meds fade and my sinus drips and the cough returns, sometimes strongly and painfully. My body aches from all that coughing. Thankfully, my thyme tea is helping ease things for a little while.
In the good news, I finally got some alone time... well, me and the hundreds of shoppers out where I went. But no kids, as my husband took a half-day, so I could get some holiday shopping done sans kids. I mainly bought stocking stuffers, along with the last gifts for my husband, and a few extra things. Sadly, I still need to tackle that jungle tomorrow with the kids, as I need a birthday gift for Saturday (no way am I tempting stores the day after Xmas), and some art boxes for the soap gifts.
Then tomorrow night I must make soap. Lavender, I think it will be, tho' I am trying to decide... shea butter, or not.
And I've found that I prefer eating the body of the gingerbread man, leaving his head for last. Is that a bad sign?