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Hooray for weekends!

Last week, baby girl got sick.
I know that since this makes 3 times she has been sick in her whole life, that she was going to have it worse than anyone.  Fever, snot, cough... fabulous.
The first night,  I was up with her all night making sure her fever broke with medication, and sitting up in the recliner so she could breathe and catch some sleep.
So, clearly I caught whatever she had.  It wasn't as bad for me... tho I couldn't breathe out of my nose for days.
Which is why I tried something that I had only heard old ladies ever talk about drinking.

Let me set this up by showing you this awesome mug.  I bought it when I was still working nights and had to involve a microwave when making tea.  The bottom plastic part is microwave safe, and the top has a little infuser basket in the top that drops down with the little lever on the side.  It's one of the best purchases I have ever made.  Not only is it dishwasher safe, but it also is super awesome for making my new, favorite, old-lady drink.
Hot water with lemon and honey.
I know what your thinking... doesn't it just taste like hot lemonade?  Isn't it gross?
Nope.
Favorite. Ever.

I sliced a lemon and smooshed it into the little basket of my tea mug.  A little honey in the bottom, then hot water, let the lemon infuse for a few minutes (I keep the lemon slices in the fridge, so it's ready to drink pretty quick if I use the hot water out of my water cooler.)  Boom.  Awesome on my sore throat, and really helped with my congestion.
And to be quite honest (This might be the old-lady-knitter talking) I think it's my new go-to drink.  Seriously.  Will be keeping lemons on hand for sure.

So... Now that I have bored you with my new obsession with hot water and lemon...

I'm SOOOOOO glad that it's the weekend!  With everyone passing around the gross bug, I'm thankful that the kids and I are feeling much better (I'm pretty sure M just got it... he will probably be better by tomorrow)
Now that the kids are all in bed... time to hit  the grocery!

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