You'd be a fool to go to grocery shopping today, of all days, unless you absolutely have to. What with the brisk winds and rushing crowds trying to pick up all the final items for their Thursday Glutton-fest Holiday Celebration. It's one of my least favorite things about the beginning of the holiday season - this frantic, urgent sense that Everything Must Be Done This Very Second, Could You Please Get Out Of My Way If It's All The Same To You???
But I ignored the whisper in my head that said I should just drink the green tea or chamomile.
I was on a mission.
Have you ever tried Throat Coat? It's the only tea I want to think about when I feel as I have this week. (Yes, I was better, thank you for asking. Had the cold a few days, miraculously was well, then Monday night The Most Atrocious And Freshly Brewed For Me Specially symptoms settled around me, from my neck up. I'm a whiny, moaning mess. Had to have the soothing tea that makes me feel better.
So yea, I was that woman taking up precious space and oxygen in the tea aisle, practically on my knees hugging this little box of tea, then taking photos of it for you, dear reader, to see just how happy its acquisition was about to make me.
This tea it one of the happiest things I know this week...