I’m sure it’s a common occurrence across the country; the season starts to change, the air gets a little chilly, and people in the house and/or office start a’snifflin’, sneezin’, and sounding like airplane engines backfiring when they cough. Why is it that seasonal weather shifts always wreak such havoc with our eyes, noses and throats? I’m thankful there isn’t much I’m allergic to, but I’m hardly immune to the general throat phlegm, so I’m doing my best to be quiet for the next few days and give my raspy vocal cords a rest. Thank goodness fingers don’t get colds or flu bugs.
And in a move that has made me smile, despite the lingering grey clouds of illness, La Chanson de Phoenix presented me with a blogging award:
It’s big. It’s pink. It’s fabulous. Thanks, Phoenix.
I hope everyone else is sailing through the sniffles season, fingers and imaginations intact. So long as some brain-eating amoeba doesn’t start floating around, I think we’re okay. (Have I spoken too soon?)
I see that smile.
I am immune to anything that eats brains… I hope.
You are welcome for the award. I didn’t choose the color, though, just the Fabulous blogger!
pssst.. You can call me Sue if you like… or Phoenix… or Mr. Wobbles even, I don’t mind.
Is Mr. Wobbles perchance a childhood nickname?
Uh.. no.. it just popped into my head at that moment. hehehehe Welcome to the brain of Sue!