Cough, Sniffle, Wheeze

I have a bit of a cold.

I think I probably should have seen this happening when I was standing at the Hampton Beach Casino Saturday night, sweating like a farm animal (it had to be 110 degrees in there, I am not kidding) and singing along with the entire crowd while Collective Soul sang “Run” (and as a side note, is there anything more lovely than being at a show and singing along with a crowd, all of whom love whatever is being sung just as much as you do? I LOVE THOSE MOMENTS. They make me want to hug everyone) and feeling overtired but also very happy and noticing that between the sweatiness and the happiness there might have been a tiny throat tickle, the one that signals an impending cold.

“Huh,” observed the part of my brain that was not occupied with trying not to die of dehydration or singing with a zillion merry (and some very drunk) strangers. “Might want to get some water or something.”

I did.

And then I slept in until 9 AM on Sunday. Let me tell you the last time I slept until 9 AM:

…

I don’t think I’ve EVER slept until 9. I usually don’t sleep past seven, not even on weekends or when I’m on vacation. I am an Early Nerd from back in the day.

I had sexy Demi Moore voice in the morning, too. I have to say, if there’s something about being under the weather that I enjoy? It’s the smoky husky voice. Because I sound like a 16 year old otherwise. My vocal chords, they are YOUTHFUL.

But not when I’m sick. Then I get to sound like a sex kitten (meeeeeowwww!).

Anyway.

I’m indulging this cold a bit because I want it to take a hike. Jammies, tea, popsicles, whatever. Do your thing and go away, cold. I’ve got ginger ale and I’m not afraid to USE it.

This does remind me, however, of the most craptastic summer ever. When I was a kid (and I don’t remember how old I was for this – I seem to have blocked out some of the details), one HIGHLY memorable summer in Casa de Hayes, we rolled like this:

I got pneumonia (IN THE SUMMER. Can you believe it?)

My SISTER got pneumonia.

My MOM got pneumonia.

And then my dad had knee surgery.

GOOOOOOOOOD Times.

After you’ve had pneumonia in July, a little cold seems kind of like a relaxing, albeit sneezy, few days.

No worries.

Plus, ginger ale is DELICIOUS. So there’s that.