Today is a crappy day...but not totally crappy, just kind of crappy. I am feeling the early stages of a summer cold. It STINKS to have a cold in the summer, nothing about it makes sense. All the cures and remedies for a cold are HOT! It is about 95 degrees in NYC today...not a day for tea. But I must get this summer cold out of me because I have vacation ahead of me. And after the week I am having, vacation will be a welcomed remedy (but I have to be well in order to enjoy it!)
As I pondered just how silly it is to have a cold in the summer I remembered, I ALWAYS get a summer cold (how quickly I forgot that). And every summer when I would get this cold, I would talk to my father who could tell I was sick just by the sound of my voice and he would say "Awww baby girl, only YOU would get a cold in the summer, it happens every summer." To that I would say, "I know Daddy, I dont know why." Then he would go on with some long story about me as a child and how he never gets colds and how I have always been this way, he remembers when (insert story here), yaddy ya and blah blah. This would go on for a good 15 minutes until he realized he had told the same story AGAIN and he would stop. We would chat some more, he would say "Feel better baby girl" and we would say our classic goodbye. "I love you baby girl" and "I love you too."
Gosh, I miss my Daddy....
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