Lady

So, I have yet another cold, a raging case of PMS, and am in the middle of a very hectic week.

I have tried everything to make myself feel better.

Ice cream failed miserably. Tea felt nice, but held no curative powers.

Cold meds are working, but make me loopy. I can't take them when I need to be sharp and alert.

I'm trying to rest, but I have a job and three kids.

I talked to MG, who is good, who hangs out with enough women to know how to handle such a situation. His wise words in response to my list of grievances this morning: "Cori, talking to you when you have PMS is like a very intense game of tetris when the squares are falling real fast."

Exactly.

Then it hit me.

Last night, I saw a commercial for the Time-Life collection of 70's love songs. When I thought about it this morning, I immediately knew what would soothe my congestion and hormonal dissonance.

I need someone - preferably Will Ferrell or Steven Colbert - to dress up like Kenny Rogers and sing "Lady" to me.

Sigh.

Just the thought of it makes me feel a little bit better.