Some whining

I'm too congested to think. I took Mucinex this morning and, perhaps because of the commercials where the little green phlegm people get forced out of their lung habitats, I expected to start spewing phlegm out of every orifice like a leaky volcano but alas, all I'm doing is coughing this mostly-dry-hacking cough that hurts from my throat all the way down to my ribcage.

I look bad. I sound bad. I'm just....disgusting. I hate February. And I'm not really buying the Chuck/Hannah relationship on Chuck. It's too contrived. And I find it really irritating. I may stop watching. Oh, who am I kidding...I'm not going to stop watching. I'm just going to complain about it. In a froggy-sounding voice.

A note to whatever force is trying to keep us from going on vacation

My family and I are very chilly and we are very pale. We have been looking forward to this trip since last February and if you think that cancelling a return flight or sending a snowstorm the night before we’re supposed to leave is going to keep us from getting on that plane and heading to the Bahamas – you are wrong!

And yes, I am ignoring my son's coughing and the fact that it feels like someone poked a skewer into my left ear. We scoff at your paltry attempts at illness.

Bring out your big guns - a blizzard, food poisoning, whatever. We are armed with sunscreen and will not be deterred!