the cold from the hot place

Hello,
It's week three of the chest cold that just won't quit. Have tried all the standard remedies, the advertised "cures." Am now trying home-made healing: chicken soup, which is starting to make me cackle, honey and lemon in my tea, not a fave combo, especially with Earl Grey, and the old bromide, "feed a cold, starve a fever." Pretty sure I've gained five pounds, unless wheezing and hacking are aerobic, but not lost the cold.
I know, there are far worse miseries out there.
Will try to suck it up and not be a major league complainer.
 My friends say, "try vitamin C, don't eat anything sweet (does the honey count?) and get lots of fresh air. (are they kidding?) And STAY AWAY."
So, will eat a pickle, take my "C," and open the bedroom window. Will also strive to be more creative when well.
Mavis

wandering around in techno world

Welcome to MsAdventures of Mavis.
Ever feel like the only "wrinkly face" in the crowd? The lone woman who wonders what on earth the commercial she just saw was hawking? This will not be a resource for that. I am making it up as I go, with the help of younger, hipper, and yes, thinner gals. They take pity on my ignorance, tap on a few keys, and viola, reams of polished discourse. ( I know viola has an eleve ---just don't know how to make it go there.) When I went to school, sometime in the last century, typing was offered to secretarial students. Computers were the size of t-rex. Who knew? "Technology" referred to adding machines, copiers, and electric typewriters.
Join me on my journey.
Mavis

Older women find a voice

ever feel you may be lost in the crowd of ever-increasingly younger faces? watch a commercial and say "what?' who? how?" Look at your husband for help and get an equally blank stare? welcome to the world of the sixty something senior woman. and welcome to the world of Mavis. techno is not us. But we do have something to say. Drop by and share your scintellating comments, your wise sayings and your sad, but amusing Msadventures.