This time of year is the absolute pits for colds. This year seems worse then others. I can’t for the life of me understand this weather! I an not complaining this time. Not at all. I am loving the fact that it’s still above freezing and it’s mid-December. But it is a little confusing to say the least; and I think it’s reeking havoc on my body. That’s right, I’m sick again.

I have this nasty sore throat. It kills. I would rather rip my tonsils out then feel like this. I don’t know what it is that’s causing it; but it’s pretty close to hell. Though, I would take this over puking any day because as we all know I. hate. puking.

I am by far the worst sick person in the world. I am so whiny and miserable when I am sick. It’s a little different now because I can’t sit on the couch and beg for things to be done for me. Carter needs me to do them for him. I can’t wait until he’s about 5 and I can get him to fetch everything for me. That’s the real reason to have children. Homegrown child labour. Perfect. What more could you ask for?