To quote Scripture out of context, “O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?” Day 5 of a not-flu-but-not-fun virus that has left me a pleghmy, coughing shell of my former self. OK, I’m exaggerating a little. But mark my words, there will be no need for Kleenex in Heaven :)
All those theatrics are to explain why my tea drinking standards have lowered considerably—anything as long as it’s HOT. I’ve done blackberry/elderberry with honey.
Decaf black with honey and lemon. Green lemon with lemon. Sleepytime Vanilla.
Elderberry with turmeric and cinnamon. All temporarily comforting, but just won’t melt the goo. I think I’m about to resort to household lye.
Y’all stay healthy.
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Thank you! It’s no fun being flat-on-your-back sick, but I would contend its even less fun carrying on a regular schedule at half power when one’s condition doesn’t justify a full-blown sick day.

Dang, I hope you’re feeling better by Thanksgiving!
Thank you! It’s no fun being flat-on-your-back sick, but I would contend its even less fun carrying on a regular schedule at half power when one’s condition doesn’t justify a full-blown sick day.
Lye would certainly solve your problem, haha. It’s all about the dosage, right? Feel better soon!