You can have my sexy phlegm.

Remember that episode of Friends when Phoebe got sick and discovered her new raspy, "sexy" singing voice? And then she got better, but Monica caught her cold and she said, "Give me back my sexy phlegm!" Good times.

That's kind of what's happening with me today, only it's not sexy at all. Please, TAKE IT. Take this sexy phlegm. I don't want it anymore.

I get really bad allergies this time of year -- actually, come to think of it, I never had major issues with allergies until I had kids. Now I'm like a walking sneeze factory and some breeds of grass make me break out in awful red hives like this:

 

Holy giraffe neck, Batman!

P.S. that was back when I had short hair, remember?

Anyway, seeing as how I am teaching three piano lessons tomorrow afternoon and have choir rehearsal on Thursday night, I am taking a vow of silence. But if you're fortunate enough to hear my "sexy" voice today, please resist the temptation to laugh.

Question of the Day: What did you do this weekend? Besides losing my voice, I went with Dill and the kids to the Mesa Swap Meet. Judging by their red faces and constant complaints of thirst, I think it's still too hot for outdoor shopping. Later, I made a chicken alfredo pizza and then watched this. Good weekend, I say.