More about Colds and COLD

Colds:
#1: Q: What's a person with a cold's favorite kind of lunch meat?  A: Cold cuts.

#2: Q: What kind of telemarketing is done by people when they have colds?  A: Cold-calling.

#3: Knock knock.
      Who's there?
      Big Ish.
      Big Ish who?
      No thanks, I've already done that.

and, COLD:
#1: How cold is it? It's so cold, we had to chop up the piano for firewood - it gave us two cords.

#2: How cold is it?  It's colder than a tin toilet seat in the Antarctic.

#3: How cold is it?  It's colder than a brass brassier on the shady side of an iceberg.

#4: How cold is it? It's so cold I saw the Ty-D Bowl man playing ice hockey.

#5: How cold is it?  One word: Peecicles.

#6:  How cold is it?  It's so cold I saw a chicken in the yard with a cape on.

          Shalom y'all - Twyla

cold and cold

Brrr...

    WOW. Thanksgiving Day the high temperature was (a very abnormal) 75 degrees; last night the low was 32.  It has turned cold.  Much later than last year, but, nevertheless, it has turned cold.  Not as cold as "they" predicted (prediction per weather.com was 24), but, cold.  I got up twice during the night - both times just in time to revive the woodstove.  Both times there was one little burning ember from which to catch fire to paper and twigs, then kindling, then logs.  This morning I moved the chairs in "the Cozy" closer to the stove; yep, it's now officially cold!

Meanwhile, I HAVE a cold.  Ugh; the kind with the sore throat and dry cough.  The kind where you have the energy and vision of a new-born kitten. Moshe is being very kind; made me coffee, brought me the heating pad for my feet while I'm sitting at the computer, is currently making breakfast and some soothing herbal tea...
     Despite working in the medical field for nearly three decades, I find myself wishing there was some magic pill to make me feel better... Well, I guess there is... it's called time.  This too shall pass.  So, I'll put on another layer of clothes, surround myself with Kleenex and the Vicks bottle. Keep the heating pad nearby.  Relax with a movie, read, or nap.  Maybe a dog  will cuddle up with me?  Time will pass and the cold will be gone.  Thank you, Lord. Amen.
             Shalom y'all - Twyla

Putting Everything in Perspective

     Ugh.  I have a cold.  A head cold and just the beginnings of a sore throat.  Taking Fenu-Thyme for the congestion and plain ol' Aspirin for the headache.  Despite feeling "yucky", I managed to get the house cleaned (see yesterday's blog), and even help with the screened-in porch project - we are turning it into a greenhouse for the Winter.
     I guess I could feel sorry for myself for having a cold, but, no.  Putting things in perspective, a cold isn't much to worry about.  You feel a little low for a few days.  If you're lucky, you lie low for those few days.
Take it easy.  Watch a few movies.  Read.  Play games on the computer.  And then, you're feeling better and even more thankful for good health than before.  Funny how we take things for granted until they are gone or at least threatened...
     Putting everything in perspective,  I would say that life is pretty darned good.  I have a very appreciative Hubby, a happy cat, a really happy dog.  The chicks spent most of the day out in the sun  (in their cage, on the porch).  The Winter crops are growing extremely well. The house is clean.  And I have a full box of Kleenex!
            Shalom Y'all - Twyla