I'll Huff and Puff...

I love Rexall Chest Rub.

heeheehee. Bet you didn't see that one coming. I have proudly hosted the Hungarian flu for a solid week now. The only worse thing than humidity in the summer in AL is having a cold, in the humidity in the summer, in AL. It is IMPOSSIBLE to breathe. I have begun inhaling Rexall Chest Rub like some crazy crack addict. Gran would be so proud. Speaking of my favorite 87 year old... we had a blast this past Sunday. It was the "Big Decoration". Some things never change. We all had lunch and went to the graveyard. A few of the weirdos took pics. Jake, Mason and I got frowned at for playing football in the graveyard. And of course, Jodie had her Michael Jackson umbrella out to keep the sun off. We had Melanie's 18th b'day which made me feel really old. And now, it's back to week #2 with the flu. IT is completely my fault. Got a bit sick last Tuesday and then went Wednesday to the Braves v. Yankees game and sat in the pouring down rain for 8 innings. I did get to experience batting practice with Chipper though, so it was totally worth it. Fun times. :0)