The best drink for a sore throat...

Tazo® Chai Tea Latte

A spicy drink of black tea infused with cardamom, cinnamon, black pepper and star anise added to freshly steamed milk.


So yeah, I have no voice......I have bronchitis and have no voice. Which, if you know me...you know is difficult for me! I've been sick for about a week and have taken over the counter medication for some time and thought I would get better, but instead was getting worse. I kept working and working hard....because I do that. All my coworkers (and friends) kept telling me to go home and go to the doctor....but I didn't listen. To no avail, I am now at home, sicker than a sad puppy. I sound awful, I feel awful, and I hope I start feeling better soon. The doctor said it might take longer to get better because this was a bad case of it.

I'm taking my medicine and resting today....watching television, napping, and surfing the internet! I've got a meeting all day tomorrow at a person's home...so hopefully I'll feel better enough to go there...and then Saturday is a big day for me..I'm moving! Yeah, good thing I hired movers. I'd really be sick then!

So, to the picture...I've never had a Chai Tea Latte, but I got one last night when I was waiting for my quick antibiotic....and it was the BEST drink ever! I loved it!

Cheers!

8 Words

It seems that I have been affected in a unique way by the passing of Tim Russert.
I'm not sure what it was....but it really hit me hard. I'm not sure what it was, but there were so many things about him. He was an inspiration to so many, he was a voice in politics, a faithful father and son, and a good person. It doesn't seem that the world has too many of these around, or else sometimes they seem hard to find.

My heart was sad for his family, for their loss, but I know that he has touched many lives.

I watched the Meet The Press special on Sunday morning with my dad, and by the end we were both in tears. I'm glad I had that time with my dad...to honor my father by being with him, by listening about Tim's legacy, and thinking about how we all affect each other.

I loved hearing his stories and the memories of Tim....but the words that resound in my heart today......and that I think we should all follow:


WORK HARD, LAUGH OFTEN, AND KEEP YOUR HONOR!

little gray cloud

Ever feel like this......



I do!



So, here's the short story...my car window was busted out while parked in the parking lot at noon on Thursday at work. INSANE. It feels like the little gray cloud is following me everywhere....and the shattered window is symbolic to how I feel inside...shattered. Just a little out of sync...something's not right...not feeling it...with everything. Too much to go into and can't really do that here. Anyhow....this isn't my actual window, but one that represents what mine looks like...and for the record...it got fixed that day, thank the Lord! (For the record, it cost as much as my windshield that was new a month ago from hail busting it out!)

LOVELY!