I have had the worst chest/head cold the past few days. So bad I lost my voice, and was text messaging Chris to have a conversation… and coughing up blood. It’s a good thing I’d already quit, because there is no way I could have talked for 8+ hours a day. We were so broke too, that I couldn’t get any meds. But then… I got a card in the mail from my Grandparents… with money.

I was supposed to do something “nice” for us with it. Hahaha… yeah, I went to the store and got oil, sugar, a tomato, some hot pockets for Chris, frozen gluten-free mac & cheese (it was ok), Muxinex, breath right strips, and some Irish cheese. The cheese was nice. Oh my god, so yummy. Seriously, I loved it. Chris took a tiny bite and hated it, but he’s not a cheese fan. It was worth the price, and definitely hit a 10 on my nice scale.

I don’t know if it’s the cheese, or medicine, or pot of tea Chris made me… helping me feel better, but I do… for the first time in days. Maybe quitting blogging every day has something to do with it too.