My bitch of a cold has moved from my head into my chest and settled nicely into my lungs. It's a lovely feeling, you know, when you cough and think your lung is coming out through your nose. Lovely.
I'm a 34-year-old mother of one and wife to the world's biggest nerdboy (World of Warcraft, anyone?). I work as a trade publication editor (who gets paid to travel and eat pizza, hence the hips). I've never been to the Kentucky Derby, never been deep-sea fishing or to Scotland. But I HAVE swam with dolphins and been in a national commercial. So I don't completely suck.
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