Showing posts with label coffee and insanity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coffee and insanity. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Coughy and Coffee

Man, my cough is back... I swear my lungs just won't stay clear.

I've decided that McDonald's has the best coffee in the fast-food world. I crown them King.

And how about that Burger King robot who's good with his hands??? I wonder if that pack of rabid moms ran over the real Burger King King and now they're having to use a robot in the commericals.

For the longest time I've thought that the Burger King King was the creepiest fast-food mascot, but I've changed my mine. That jack-in-the-box man-thing is pret-ty scary.

But getting back to me... I've gotten a load of advice about how to get rid of this congestion forever...like eat a handful of raw garlic or drink down two tablespoons of vinegar a day, get some moonshine and honey and lemon--make a hot totty or toddy or toady or love potion.... rub an onion on my throat and chest before I go to sleep..

home remedies... maybe I should experiement with these fast fixes and then do a major article for a health site on them...lol.. oh yea..that's the ticket...

maybe not... I don't think I can stand smelling onion all night.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Still Coughing

but alive!

Somehow I made it through yesterday. Got home and there were Mom and the boys. I almost stayed in my automobile for the night. But I mustered up some courage and went in.

As I went to my room to put my things up, I saw William and Ben quietly sitting on the spare bed in the computer room waiting for my brother to get off the PC.

I coughed and Ben said, "Are you still sick, Aunt Sherrie?" I nodded, still coughing. He said, "Then why didn't you stay home. Why did you go to work?"

Clearing my throat, I said, "I had to go to work. NO choice." Then I put my hands on my hips and surveyed them. To both I said, "SoooOoooo...who has homework?"

Ben raised his hand. William just stared at me then said, "I do. What are you going to do about it?"

My brother snorted. I was taken aback. And had no answer to it. Silence followed with both boys staring at me. I replied dryly, "Either cry or run away. I don't know which I'll do."

But what I did do was lie down for about 20 mins and then faced homework. And somehow got through the night.

I'm feeling a little better but not much. My sleep was very restless last night, as if I was overly tried. So I'm thinking that about 3 cups of coffee should get me back on cue.

Hope the day is a good one... I'm off to work.