I’m a mean mommy. I’m keeping Eleanor home from school today. It’s firetruck day, too. But we are all still super sick. Our combined tonnage of snot is equal to the Ghanaian cocoa export. Unlike West African Chocolate producers, we have no buyers for what we are producing. Not even the Chinese.
I was wondering if there is a chiropractor out there who could set me up with a special adjustment where I cold lie flat on my back so it won’t ache, and have my head rest nose down so it can just drip. Any bone crunchers out there willing to try?
Saralyn is better than the rest of us, but she can’t drive and has no place to really be alone, so she’s quarantined with us.
We’ve got videos and soup. We’ve got toys and games. I’m even making some yeast bread (banana Cinnamon!). What we don’t have, is a comfortable position to lie in while we sneeze and wheeze. This too shall pass…