Cowboy and I have been feverishly making it through the week. Literally. He, with an ear infection. Me, probably some infection resulting from pollen infestation. I blame pollen every chance I get.
My first clue I wasn't well was when I was sitting on my kitchen floor a few nights ago, sobbing uncontrollably. THAT is my tell-tale sign for fever. So, if you see me melting down in public, rather than thinking I'm a sensitive soul, grab a couple of Tylenol and slap some peppermint oil on me.
After tons of vitamin C, bathing in essential oils, and marathon naps (for me, not Cowboy), it looks like we're on the upswing!
I'd LOVE to hear about your week! Tell me something funny - humor is my go-to medicine.
Thank you for your patience and loyalty.
See you here next week!
Kim
