The last few days I've been knocked out with yet another wicked gross sinus infection, the 2nd in as many months. I blame it on the nasty blanket of disgustingness permeating the air throughout our beloved Wasatch Front. Aside from chapped nostrils, the constant sneezing, the clogged ears, and the unbearable pressure- amongst other equally perturbing symptoms for pity's sake... the thing I especially hate about sinus infections is how dumb they make me sound when I talk.
Dubby, you dow Bobba lubs you right? Do are the sbartest, bost hadsome boy ever!
or something like that
I think it's a common human condition that everyone hates the sound of their own voice, myself included. Compound that natural distaste with clogged sinuses and it's a recipe for sounding downright stupid, like Larry the Cable Guy quality. The fact that most of my conversations are with a 17 month old is at least one redeeming aspect of the situation, he could care less what I say. As long as I continue to funnel him his daily fix of apple juice and chicken nuggets and stay within visual contact, whatever comes out of my mouth is of no concern to him. An adult conversation, however, is more of a stretch. Thank the sweet clementines above I woke up this morning with a rather intense case of cottonmouth but clear passages ahead. Praises be, I can enunciate again.
And so we're on to another week. Things are looking exceptionally lame around these parts, weather and all, at least until March when me and Nubby trip off to the coast. Tell me how you're staving off the doom and gloom. I need inspiration (not idsbiradtion).