Mad Gringo received an early Father’s Day gift this weekend, one that took a little time to develop, longer to recognize, and a couple of days to admit had arrived. You see, the youngest Gringo, a 1st Grader this year, passed along his Spring cold.
And without, card, wrapping paper, or other fanfare, I might add.
Oh yeah, and there’s this, too.
It wasn’t like I didn’t know it was coming. I heard the cough. Observed the twin snot streams flowing freely (and only occasionally attracting a tissue). Experienced the classic elementary school “sick kid grouchiness.”
I knew exactly what I needed to do to avoid catching the same wretched disease.
Unfortunately, abandoning the family for a trip to Los Cabos simply wasn’t in the cards.
Alas, all preventative measures eventually failed. This morning I sit beside my laptop, typing away as I consider the benefits of a steamy shower over just popping DayQuils every four hours.
Okay, maybe I’ll skip the shower.
My normally sharp, rapier wit, now dulled by heavy medication, is only functions at half-proficiency. Yet even in this sorry state, I find myself daydreaming of the end of the school year and contemplating upcoming vacations – ones I plan to spend draped in the finest Mad Gringo tropicals while lounging in a chair on the cruise ship or sunning myself on a secluded beach. (Yes, I’m doing both – more on holiday plans and happenings in future blog posts).
And don’t forget that you can pick up a couple of the Mad Gringo Alpha Collection tropicals for your own exotic vacation. Just in case you haven’t heard, they’re 15 bucks off on Facebook and our website (www.madgringo.com). For a limited time. Like maybe until the end of this week, or so.
Yeah, I had to work that in somehow. For your benefit, and for mine.