Hey, It's Okay . . .
. . . to go off coffee for, like, four days because snot is flowing out your face like a leaky faucet, assume that the headache you're having is due to sinus issues, and then fully realize your caffeine addiction when you can't go to sleep at night because you decided to have ONE cup on that fifth morning.
. . . to want to punch a flu bug in the face. Twice.
. . . to love this sexy thing:
No. Not the lady—the Neti Pot. She makes it look ever-so-saucy, though, doesn't she?
You go, Neti Pot girl. You go. You're not even getting that bizness in your hair.
. . . to really, really, really need to change the sheets on all the beds in the house (and do a whole-house decontamination scrub) but refuse to do so until everyone is done snotting everywhere. Any day now . . . right? Right!?
. . . to place your nearly 11-month-old son on the floor (amongst toys) to play, turn to pull wet clothes out of the washing machine into a basket, and then turn back around to discover that he's climbed two floors of stairs in that time. Or . . . maybe it isn't?
Yep. He climbs. He also stands without holding anything now, too. Sheesh.
. . . to secretly not mind watching Finding Nemo, like, every day when your kid asks to watch it. (I may need to invest in some other Disney classics, however. I totally need to get Sword in the Stone, Robin Hood, Sleeping Beauty, and The Little Mermaid.)
. . . to love your kid's dimples more than you love your cat . . . or your dog for that matter. (I know some people probably won't get that, but I'm just tellin' it like it is. That doesn't mean the dog and cat go loveless, either.)
. . . to be a little jealous of this kid's naturally fabulous hair:
It's not fair, right? (I'm growing out her bangs, by the way.)
. . . to not go to your local 4-H fair because you can't wrap your head around paying five bucks per adult person to get in there (growing up, both my husband's and my local fairs were FREE admission). Weak. I think you have to pay to park, too. I can't stand it. We may go when our kids are old enough to care about it and enjoy it. Maybe. Even then, I may glare at the ticket booth guy.
The end.
Times of luxury do not last long but pass away very quickly nothing in this world can be long enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad the Neti pot works for you, but I must be honest. That thing grosses me out so badly. I can't imagine I will ever use it, but then again I don't struggle with some of the same snot issues as many do.I hope you feel better, J-Dill!P.S. There are many movies I pretend not to like so I seem gracious and flexible when someone suggests it, and I get to enjoy my guilty pleasure in secret (cough-Center Stage-cough).
ReplyDelete@adamworld@lovelyish - Okaaaaay?
ReplyDelete@Sara - Hahaha! I don't doubt that you fear the Neti, my sweet snotophobe. Much love!
ReplyDeleteSo do you like the neti pot? I got one for free but can't bring myself to use it....
ReplyDelete@Heather P - I actually do like it. The first couple of times I used it, I made the mistake of leaning too far forward, and I got fluid in my ears. So, that kind-of sucked (I don't think I got an infection or anything because it's salt water, but it was annoying). It has really helped me through some serious sinus issues a few times due to both allergies and sickness. So . . . yeah. I like it. The technique is a bit tricky, but once you get it, it's like riding a bike.
ReplyDeleteThe neti is both disgusting and amazing. Never ever dreamed I would use it. But it is a beautiful, beautiful thing. That boy. He's going to be trouble. ;) But he'll probably get away with it because he's so stinking cute. And you know, I used to just think he looked like Nora, but with that shock o' blonde hair, he reminds me of Jeremy, a bit. I'm jealous of Nora's fabulous hair, too.
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