I have spent most of the last WEEK doing mainly one of two things- sleeping, and blowing my nose. Or trying to, at least. My husband, what a guy. For really all of last week, he picked up groceries on the way home, cooked dinner, did most or all of the cleanup afterwards, took care of Kaitlyn and the boys-while I moaned about my lack of oxygen intake and honked pointlessly into a growing mountain of Kleenex. Then I discovered, tucked away in the back of my bathroom storage, a forgotten-but-still-sealed bottle of Vicks Early Defense nasal spray. It was a freebie at BlogHer 2007 in Chicago, and I snagged about half a dozen bottles since I have allergies and get tons of colds. Let me tell you what-that stuff is STRONG. One spray feels like you stuck a sharp stick into the side of your nostril, but dang, it opens that sucker up and next thing you know, you are BREATHING FREELY. I took long, Vicks-and-Sudafed laced naps with dreams that were just plain weird, but my dreams are weird … [Read more...]