What a weekend!
It began with a wedding celebration - my cousin finally tying the knot. It was a beautiful evening of love, laughter, tears and joy. And the whole family partying the night away.
When I returned home, I was completely exhausted. My throat felt coarse and dry.
Had I been laughing and shouting too much? Hmm. The music was awfully loud to carry a decent conversation.
Oh dear, I lost my voice.
And to top it off, I picked up a chest cold.
Can you imagine the despair and frustration I felt; just trying to communicate?
I couldn't even talk.
And when I did, my voice sounded like Marge Simpson!
Mr.O told me I shouldn't strain my voice.
But I know my boys were loving every minute of it.
No commands, no hollering, no scolding and no singing.
Watch out boys! Luckily, I still have the look.
No words needed here.