I woke up coughing and sneezing. My eyes are blurry and itching. I’m not sure if I would be functioning at all this morning without the assistance of Zyrtec. Another sure sign of spring. Yesterday, at the end of car duty, several of us stood around and compared symptoms and allergy medicines. I found myself wondering what our ancestors did and if they even knew what was causing their troubles. I’ve seen lots of ads for “spring tonic”. My grandmother’s generation knew about twenty ways to “cure a cough”. Gary’s elderly cousin swore that a teaspoon of kerosene mixed with sugar was the best! I kid you not! I can’t tell you how many times she offered to mix some up for me. And she gave it to her cats every winter. Anyway, half my friends and family are suffering today with allergies, asthma, and even COPD, so if you are breathing without assistance, count yourself blessed.
Next week is national “turn off your television” week. I’ve done it in years past, but doubt if I will next week. I may try to watch less television, but I’m already down to about an hour a night, if that. Half the time I’m actually sleeping in front of the television. I take an hour nap after dinner and then wake up for a few hours of chores and projects before bedtime. Most adults watch three to four hours a night according to surveys. The most frightening statistic I’ve read, and this has been consistent for several years, is that most children spend more time each week in front of the television than they do in school!! Read that again and you’ll understand why my job is so difficult.
Last, but not least, I’m not a dog lover. I’ve had a lot of dogs and loved them, but have also had some very bad experiences with other dogs and even a few of ours. My girls have both been bitten by dogs. I consider all dogs a potential threat. So you won’t be surprised or offended when I tell you that I don’t fully understand most dog owners. I find some of them downright ridiculous. The dog “clothing” aisle at WalMart baffles me. The idea of taking a dog everywhere seems absurd. So when Robert told me last night that there were yoga classes for dogs I thought at first that he might be kidding. No. Apparently there are people in the world who are so attached to their dogs that they go to “doga” classes together. You can Google doga and see the results for yourself. Please tell me you aren’t doing it to find a class in your neighborhood!! Lol
Breathe today, and be grateful.