Glass Half-Empty

I have a cold –one of the absolute worst colds you can have – a summer cold. My head feels like a pressure cooker, my eyes are watery, my throat aches, my nose itches and when I sneeze I feel as if the top of my head were going to blow off. I only want to eat popsicles and ice cream because they are the only things that feel good on my throat.

Glass Half-Full

The upside to this is that I can now, with absolute confidence, procure a job as Girl Number 9 on the Love Lines. My voice is nice and husky with a little bit of a gravely sound to it. “Why don’t cha come up and see me sometime” – wink!