How Lasagna Gave Me a Cold!!

Welcome to my chokefest! What's that you say? You never heard that word before? What does it mean? Hold on and I'll explain. Welcome to my chokefest means that every morning for atleast a minimum of 30 mins up to 1 hour, I cough continuously and have to blow my nose and other ICKY stuff. I can barely get a word in edgewise and I hate every last minute of it. I have to continuously run to the bathroom and clear my sinuses! Yeah, I know gross to hear and read. lol

Let me tell you how I came down with this malady. It all started last weekend when I picked up my grandson. We missed him or rather pop-pop missed him so much that we HAD to pick him up. lol So our "gordie" comes home with us. The next day he doesnt want to eat bkfst. So I said to myself just wait till he's hungry enough. So about 230 I start to warm up the previous night's dinner...Lasagna. We asked if he was hungry and he said no. So I left it alone and put a small piece of Lasagna for him on my plate anyway. I reached into the fridge and pulled out a cold can of soda. I plopped myself down on the couch and pop-pop on the recliner. Gordie comes over and reaches for the soda. I was like nope. Not one drop till you eat your food. so he took a small bite. then he goes over to his pop-pop and is given a small bite but looks at him and puckers his lip and promptly deposits the piece back on the plate. Pop-pop had taken the bait. He's sick and cant eat. dont force him. I was like he's not sick. Watch. He kept gunning for the soda and I kept saying NO way, not a drop till you eat. Well needless to say that his piece of lasagna was eaten...even the crumbs! And then he got his reward! His beloved soda. And before you say anything it really wasnt soda, it was iced tea! lol Pop pop had been fooled and gordie's plan had been fouled! lolol However, the story doesnt end here. After he had eaten I realized that the little bugar had a cold and I didnt use a separate utensil! What an idiot! So now I have a nice cold courtesy of my gordie! lol

Anywho, here I am at work. I dont want to be here. I want to leave. I've been home 2 days and I plan to leave early today. Even tho my boss says "hang in"....easy for him to say. Im not beat. Im tired of working for a workaholic who lives and breathes for this job. Dont get me wrong Im grateful for working here cause times are tough all over, but I think I'd be happier if he took interest in more familial (my own word thank you very much) things.

Our co-creator is also sicky poo. Keep her in your prayers. Well this is all for now. Just wanted to keep my fans abreast of all the wonderful goings on in my life. Love you all. Ciao!