Today I'm linking to Jeremiah 29:11. Be sure and pay a visit and join the fun.

It's been an eventful week. The weather has had it's ups and downs. And so have I. I woke up Monday with an awful cold. I coughed all day, but was able to have my final meeting to get the church directory all pulled together. Tuesday I felt better but the cold and cough were hanging on. I'm sure I only slept about 2 hours Monday night with all the coughing I've been doing. Hubby has had the flu for two weeks (we are praying that is all it is). So it's been germ city at our house earlier in the week. By Wednesday I was feeling much better. Now I just have that dry rough cough that makes you feel like you are going to hack up a lung. I got some good old-fashioned Creomulsion cough syrup and it has helped, but not a lot.

I had to get up and leave the church business meeting twice Wednesday night because I couldn't quit coughing.

Add to that the fact that my job consists of me being on the phone the majority of my day, talking. And the more I talk; the more I cough. It has not been an enjoyable time.

But it all started to freak me out today. Our Easter Cantata at church is Sunday night and I sing soprano and love hitting those high notes. The higher the note, the better I like to sing it. I was heading out to get my hair cut today because it was getting rather long and scraggly. I popped in our Easter CD to get some practice time in. It started right in to The King is Coming and by the time the high notes arrived, I sounded like squeaky air. Oh no! My favorite time to sing...Easter Program... just 3 days away and I have no voice if I start to sing. I am not sure what to do. I'm taking the day off tomorrow so I don't have to talk as much (which probably won't work, because I'm going to a huge consignment sale with a friend). I'll probably still talk all day.

I'm getting all the advice of tea and honey (which I can't stomach the thought of) or hot tea (which isn't any better than tea and honey). It was also recommended tea and lemon (again, tea...gag...I'd rather just suck on a lemon.)

So I'm open to any great words of wisdom. I can't miss this. I love my music and it makes me ill to think I might not get to participate. So please pray, pray, pray that this goes away by Sunday. I'm going to do a lot of whispering between now and then.

For those of you who know me well (yes, Rachel, Amy, Debbie and Missy) this is going to be very hard on me. I think I was born talking about 90 miles a minute so having to cut back on it for a few days is going to be SOOOO hard.