This was the view from the balcony of our cottage - you can see over the ranges to the ocean on the sunshine coast.
So a bit of R&R was just what the doctor ordered for both of us. My poor man has not had a day off in months, when he finishes building other people's houses through the week, he comes home and renovates/extends ours on the weekend. So it was lovely to have some time away and not think about work.
I'm still coughing up a lung and I've got an awful "rattle" in my chest when I breathe deep, but I feel so much better. I've been taking this horrible stuff called Olive Leaf Extract, which is meant to boost your immune system - so far so good. Combine this with the disgusting cough syrup I'm taking, and I'm pulling faces on a regular basis from such horrible tastes! My last cough syrup was quite nice, but OH says that if it tastes nice then it cant be doing anything. Apparently if it tastes horrible then it must work. That's his theory anyway!
This got me wondering about the things we grew up thinking would make us feel better. I used to suffer from tonsillitis constantly when I was little, and the one thing mum used to give me to soothe my throat was Lucozade (along with traditional meds of course). So I grew up thinking that Lucozade made me feel better, because mum said so. So now whenever I get a sore throat, I feel like/crave having Lucozade.
Anyway, I'm rambling...
Here's a funny little pic of my cat Connor. He loves his bed, and in winter spends most of his time in it. I lay a blanket over the top and he's perfected the art of crawling in and out without disrupting the blanket on top - so he always stays nice and warm. Who says cats are silly???
And when he gets a bit hot in bed he kicks one leg out... just like his mum does! When he does this I just wanna tickle his toes!
Hope everyone has a fabulous weekend!