I hate spring/summer colds. After the multiple rounds of nasty stuff we endured this past winter, you would think that something as mild as a summer cold wouldn't bother me. Hah! The problem with a summer cold is that the weather is beautiful outside and it beckons and calls to you along with all of the projects on your to-do list. And you don't feel so incredibly rotten that you can justify staying in bed with the covers over your head but as soon as you get up and try to tackle one of those tempting tasks, all of the energy drains out of you and you end up collapsed on the couch anyway where you feel like a wimp and a whiner. Which at this point... I guess I am. And, no, I don't want any cheese with my whine. Cheese just makes more phlegm.