Dang cold.

Ohhh my aching head. I have a cold. And while I am grateful that it's just a cold and not the dreaded swine flu, I am still going to complain that I feel downright crummy! I have gone downhill in the past hour to the point now, of wishing I was at home, in bed and being taken care of by my mom. She'd make me tea and toast with cinnamon-sugar cut up into perfect quarters. She'd fawn over me and make me feel important and taken care of. I may be a grown woman but whenever I get sick, I want my mommy.