Dear Universe (and/or the patrons of Old Navy, TJ Maxx, and my grandfather),

Thank you so much for this lovely cold. I so enjoy when my whole head is invaded by snot and coldness and I can barely think straight. The constant soundtrack of sniffling is just the icing on the cake.

But, I suppose I owe you a genuine thank you, because if nothing else, this summer cold has proven to me that I need to ditch some old habits and focus on eating better and moving more. Silver lining, I suppose.

And to you, dear reader, please excuse this post for its lateness and overall blahness. Last week was filled with talking to fifty people at once, prosecco, cake, and dealing with not being at home for the first summer in my life.

I know I’m sick because last night I made very bland cookies. And ate two.

Now if you will excuse me, I need to go drown myself in seltzer and any other liquid beverages I can find.

Love,

Me

P.S. Eat a carrot or ten for me today. Send on those vitamin-rich vibes, people. I need all the help I can get.