Woo Hoo . . . back from head cold hell

Three O’ Clock this morning – it happened. I awoke and thought, “My gosh, my head is not a snot-filled bowling ball.” I had about given up hope, as you can probably guess by the fact that this cold wore me down to frequent use of the word “snot” and the phrase “snort snot”. Yes!! I actually feel sort of bouncy and my eyelids are staying up voluntarily. My cough is still here, but it is breaking up.

Now I hope I have not jinxed myself . . . and I hope Der Bingle didn’t pick up this germ last weekend because he is coming back this weekend.