Hex

So I awoke on Monday morning, next to my beautiful boyfriend, feeling less than thrilled to realize a sickness was coming upon me.  Feeling as though I had been mowed over by a rusted out 1956 Chevy I pressed on with the assistance of coffee and two garlic pills.  I am happy to report that today, Thursday, I closely resemble in body and spirit the chipper person you usually see day-to-day.  I am grateful that the beautiful boyfriend has removed the hex he placed on me and grateful to my roommate for mistakenly varying the details of his mother's home remedies.  Yes, I was duped into ingesting copious amounts of cayenne pepper and vinegar that reinstated that gag reflex that I worked years to rid myself of, but I feel almost new.  You know - like your first Mercedes purchase with 26,000 miles - new to you but not new!  So all is well but goddess forbid with any amount of flatulence I will go rocketing into the solar system.