I wasn't feeling my best yesterday. Bit of a cold, but it usually doesn't last too long with me. My immune system is chock-full of vitamins, minerals and antioxidants that it takes a lot to get me full-blown sick.

I woke up this morning with the feeling that the devil set up shop in the back of my throat. So I pulled back the covers to get some water and immediately felt the nasty body aches that accompany true illness. Ugh. I made my way to a bottle of water and attempted to drink without gagging. Then I crawled back in bed and proceeded to hit my snooze every nine minutes until I felt it was an acceptable time to call my boss and let her know I was on the verge of death.

Eventually, I dragged my tired body to the shower. A blistering hot shower always makes it better. I brushed my teeth and gargled with a gallon of Listerine.

I haven't had alcohol in close to a year, but I had this guttural desire to make a hot toddy to soothe my throat. I googled for a recipe and found there is about a gazillion different variation of hot toddies. So I decided to wing it. Hot tea. Honey. Lemon. Lots of brandy. Another shot of brandy for a chaser. Mmmm...good stuff man.

I sipped my concoction while curled up on the sofa watching Pedro Almodovar's All About My Mother and fell asleep.

I blame the Germ Babies®.