The homefires aren't burning today

There is nothing unsexier than a cold. Nothing.

C wiggles his eyebrows at me and I'm like "Dude, so not feeling that right now." Okay, it's kinda flattering that even in my red-nosed, sniffling/snorting state, he'd still consider doing me. But this ailment has a trickle down effect to every part of my body, so I'm not about to start busting out the moves.

Remember that old cold medicine commercial with the nose that had legs and arms, walking around, doing every day stuff? Then the nose got a cold and kept blowing itself? I mean the nose was blowing its own self with a tissue, because it was one big nose that had a cold.

That's how I felt all weekend. Like one big nose.