I have declared war against the bug. Thera-flu, Kleenex, Gatorade/water, Vick's VapoRub, chapstick and ibuprofen have joined forces with me and soon we are expecting the key in the victory to end all battles: Azithromycin aka
The Z-pack. My floor looks like a forest of crumpled up tissue has sprouted up because when I am finished blowing my nose I throw the tissue overboard. My bed is my ship, and I haven't been out of it more than 30 minutes since early Sunday morning (I did shower). I am part-way through Harry Potter #4 for the umpteenth time on audio and have my laptop handy to keep my inbox clear of all the start-of-the-new-month bills. For the record, if my nose
does fall off like I think it is going to mid-blow here soon, I would like a replacement that looks just like my Grandma June's. On the bright side of things, I have had time to look up stuff I normally wouldn't...like gigs in Venice...and I have fallen deeply in love with Carolina Herrerra's new Spring line. I have also watched the entire 15th cycle of
America's Next Top Model (yay Ann!) and am at the point where I am going to need an intervention from the show
Intervention. I am officially ready to feel better, and yes that includes breathing out of my nose again. I was ready two days ago and patience is not a strong virtue of mine. Here's hoping that tomorrow I feel like a new person.
FYI, in case you were wondering just how fabulous Carolina Herrera's Spring '11 line is, take a peek here:
http://carolinaherrera.com/content.php?l=en
I already chose this one for the Academy Awards...her Tabea gown...(sigh), from her Resort '11 collection
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