I have a cold now. I hate being sick. I am not a good patient. Amber felt sorry for me today and made me some KD...it was a comfort food now that I have finally gotten over the many years of being subjected to eating it daily by my parents.

The wind has died down some, but here comes the snow...

I don't like winter.
I don't like snow.
I don't like the cold.
I don't like being sick.
I want my mom.