There’s not much of anything on my mind today, other than whether or not my nose or throat is going to drive me crazy first. It’s Father’s Day, yes, and while my card for my husband is delayed (sigh), our little bit has done her best to make sure he knows he’s a father. Yanno, by being loud and raucous and silly in that way that two year olds can. He’s a good parent, definitely the stronger out of the two of us, and I’m grateful daily. I guess that’s why today just feels… ordinary? It’s Sunday, I still love him and admire him, and don’t know what I can do to add to that specifically. I’ll probably figure something out, but for now… I should think about having a foul foul Lemsip (Theraflu for you guys across the pond) and see if it does anything for my head and throat… after my Mountain Dew Throwback. Since I ration the crap out of these things, I’m not about to spoil it with medicine taste! 😀

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