At the end of 2017, I decided that counting my blessing or pausing to take stock got a […]

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.

Photo on 2-11-13 at 4.42 PM