  I woke up this morning feeling like ass. My throat is tight, my nose is running, my eyes feel like they have sandpaper rolling across them... Such is life when you have a child. They can have a "touch" of something and within the next couple of days you've got the full blown plague. I will soldier on.&nbsp;&nbsp; Not because I'm one who feels the need to, but if I was at home I would just clean, do laundry and my day would amount to nothing much.&nbsp; I feel like I can at least rest a bit here at work! Sick ay? So I'm going to be slow goin' today.&nbsp; Contimplating hitting my boss up for some medicine.&nbsp; Although I'm usualy anti-meds.&nbsp; Always been that way.
At 20 years old I can remember my Dad holding me down in the living room and dumping Alka-Seltzer Cold & Sinus down my throat.&nbsp; I wonder where that all stemmed from? Hmmm. Well, it is now time for me to sign on for work. I'll be back at lunch with some amazing tale. Promise. 
