...and I don't mean the fun kind...
Here I am in bed, sick, chilly, hot, miserable, feverish, raspy throat with no one to take care of me but my useless geriatric dog, who expects me to walk him in the frigid Brooklyn air at regular intervals and couldn't be bothered, in exchange, to make me a cup of lemon zinger tea with honey...and is now too old to climb up onto the bed and keep me warm...
I'm trying to find comfort in the small things--like the fact that I am wearing a very nice, fancy soft red t-shirt that matches my soft soft red blanket--I'm the only person I know who gets dressed up for being ill--ridiculous, isn't it, but somehow it makes me feel worse to be in sweats--
I'd ask you good people to offer up your ideas for a remedy, but I can't really hobble about the kitchen to make it, so that's no good--perhaps just a virtual remedy then, something with liquor in it?--
...I think I may be a bit delirious...
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Ingredients:
1 qt. water
3 orange spice tea bags
1/2 C. light brown sugar
2 C. apple cider
1 1/2 C. light rum
8 cinnamon sticks
3 tsp. butter
Directions:
Pour water into a large saucepan and bring to a boil. Remove from heat and toss in the orange spice tea bags. Cover and let steep 5 minutes. Remove tea bags and stir in sugar, apple cider, rum, and 2 of the cinnamon sticks. Heat just to steaming -- do not boil.
Ladle hot cider into 6 mugs and drop 1/2 teaspoon butter into each. Garnish with a cinnamon "swizzle" stick.
Feel better soon!!!!!
p.s. you get ALL SIX MUGS!
Mistress MJ has appropriate lounge wear for all occasions.
In this way, she takes after her cousin who, while dying of cancer, held court and received visitors from her hospital bed dressed in a sexy peignoir trimmed with marabou.
A wee dram of Irish whiskey is helpful if you can stomach it.
Feel better... just bob
Red is my favorite color, so I'm very jealous of your soft, soft comforts.
Hope you are feeling better. Maybe you can get yourself one of those blanket without sleeves - the Snuggie. Everyone looks so damn happy and healthy when they are wearing one.
I hope you feel better soon. Marnie's remedy sounds about right to me!
*peeps in, a bit wobbly from the six mugs of rummy cider and the wee shot of Irish whiskey*
thanks for the virtual comfort!
Mr. Shife, I have been coveting that crazy Snuggie for weeks now...
Well, that sucks. At least you have something new to entertain yourself while you blob there. :p
I've always said it.. women are the weaker sex. I suppose now your oul fella has to get his own beer from the fridge? Typical.
Try the following.
1 mug strong black tea
3 measures of single malt whisky (note the fact that there is no E in whisky)
1 soft boiled egg (2 mins,no more)
1 hour of slow gentle sex.
eat the egg, drink the drink, enjoy the sex..
If this disnae work then take two aspirin and call me in the morning.
Murali--you know it! Thanks for the catalogue--I've been going through it today and listening to everything, and I think I pretty much agree with all your categorizing so far.
Mr. Jimmy Bastard, the soft egg, the whisky, the sex, why you're a mad genius! Thanks for stopping by; just reading the recipe made me feel much much better.
Awww, feel better soon, sweetie. Sorry I have no brilliant recipes, but when I have a fever, I don't like to eat or drink anything. I only sleep the sleep of the dead, and have fever nightmares.
Hope you feel better soon.
thanks Leah! i was feeling especially reflective the night I wrote that "About Me" section. haha! jk.
good luck on the fever thing and the smoking thing. :D
Karen, I hate those fever nightmares--they're so horrible! I had them during the day today...
reyjr--hey there! thanks for the luck--I certainly need it--
I've heard good things about hot toddies, but i know nothing more...feel better soon!
I think you caught the flu from visiting my blog. Somehow the virus transported itself through our computers. Sorry! It lasts a little over a week if you've had your flu shot!
brandy. straight. will at least take you on a virtual tour to someplace fantastical.
Hi Leah,
I hate it when that happens. Definitely is the season for it and you all have such cold weather recently too.
Rest, chicken soup and best wishes,
Skeeter
Did Old K infect you? Hope it will get better soon.
I’ve still got some ointment leftover from the last infection Old Knudsen was spreading around.
Shall I courier it over to you?
NSCG--that always sounds so tasty, doesn't it? I've never had one, though.
Cece--no flu shot here. Next year for sure. It does suck I must say.
Idle Devil--I think I need to start drinking some hard liquor; it's really missing from my life!
Skeeter--I did make some delicious chicken soup, and it seemed to help!
Mago--I think so. When will I ever learn to steer clear of that delicious hunk of burning love? And I do mean burning...
MJ--Please do, and accept my thanks. Our prescription plan specifically declines coverage for certain sorts of ailments...
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