CHICKEN SOUP FOR THE SOUL
Cough, cough, sniff, sniff ...... the onset of winter is upon us.

The only downside to my favourite season = the germs in the air.
I love this time of year for so many reasons;
> warm skinny chino's every 2 hours
(I know it's a bad habbit but they taste so good)
> knee-high boots
> colourful scarves and of course
> snuggling up to my super man with a big doona

Just when my body had finally recovered from the kilo's of chocolate consumed over Easter, I could feel my throat drying out and before I knew it, my body was taken over by the ugly flu monster. He had both hands around my throat and wouldn't let go; sniffles, coughs, aches and pains ............eeeekkkk. I am hoping I destroyed the flue monster's evil powers with a dose of my nana's famous chicken soup. It always makes me feel better. Fingers crossed the record remains untarnished.