It’s these days I miss my mom the most. When I’m sick as a dog and feel desperate to get better. I’m currently in the process of coughing my lungs out, with a fever of over 100 degrees, body aches, the whole shebang to a nice flu. I’d call mom up and she’d tell me exactly what to do. That always included limonade or popsicles. I have no clue why but she always suggested those two items; even when I was a kid she always gave that. We would get home from the doc’s office and she would give the meds with a limonade and if I cooperated, a popsicle. 😆









