Oh, how I wish that were true.
You're familiar with the whole Sudafed having to change their formula because the "kids" of today were finding ways to use it while cooking up their little doses of meth, right? And if you wanted to buy Sudafed, original formula, you practically had to give blood and urine samples right there in the pharmacy, and bring along a bag of used tissues, just to prove it was for your aches and congestions and not for your basement meth lab?
Well…guess what I found tucked in the back of one of my cupboards, held over from my New Zealand-Australia trip last year? Sudafed, multi-symptom, ORIGINAL, formula…a.k.a., the now illegal stuff that works! Oh, and you know it does, too. Like I've said in earlier posts, drug addictions are just a few solid colds away, people. Thanks to the makers of ORIGINAL formula Sudafed. And, you can breathe again, too.
I'm finishing up as much work as possible this morning, as I'm heading out to Utah tonight. Meetings, meetings and more meetings. I'm also going to finish filling out my application for the "Mother of the Year" contest…you know that one, right? I am ALWAYS trying to win that one. Although, this time, I think I have a pretty fair shot at it. Why so confident, Cathy?
Well, the one violin concert that Aidan has been practicing for ALL year is tomorrow morning, and guess who won't be there? …besides Chip? That's right—ME! And, Aidan also has one of her last volleyball games in a tournament, tonight, and guess who won't be there? …besides Neil Finn? That's right—ME! Combine that with a few other things I'll be missing this week, including Cole's first orthodontist visit, and a performance at church, and it all adds up to really strong arguments in my daughter's eyes for why I so should win that coveted title.
You know, my dad traveled when I was a kid. And I always loved it, but that was only because when he was away, I got to sleep with my mom, which was the BEST! I don't think Aidan and Cole like it so much when Mom goes away. Truth is…neither does Mom.
And speaking of my Mom and Dad, did you know my whole family lived in Africa in the early 70s? Well of course you did.
Got me a picture to prove it. And with that, I'm outta here. PEACE!
p.s. Yes…that is my older brother…the blonde one, not the older African man.
LONG LIVE SUDAFED, ORIGINAL FORMULA!
