Loved-One loves the Netti pot. I recognize its value and use it in desperation. Understand, I was physically and emotionally damaged in my childhood by nose-drops. Not to mention lunchroom self-torture by laughing with a mouthful of chocolate milk that erupted out my nose. More than once.
Do you ever make yourself a cup of Tear-Water Tea? I do. The story is from Owl at Home by Arnold Lobel. Owl feels blue, so he sits down and thinks of everything that makes him sad. He begins to cry. He collects his tears in a kettle.
These are some of the things that make me sad:
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