Last night I prepared both my little girl and myself for bedtime. 

Her?  Brush teeth, change her diaper, Jammies on and some Vix vapor rub on her chest.  Lastly and teaspoon of honey for her throat.  Then I just prayed that she'd have a somewhat peaceful night sleep with her head cold.

Me?  

    Whole different story.  

     I strapped a breathe right strip across my nose, downed a cup of Alcacelzer Cold, rubbed a small amount of Vix on my own chest and finished it all off with a teaspoon of Honey.  I sought the last box of tissues from the living room and the bag of Halls from my desk and armed my night stand with them.  Then I lay there certain I was dieing....my daughter I could hear in the baby monitor....Sound a sleep.

The moral of this story....

                ... Michelle's a Pussy.