But thank you ever so much for rousing me awake on the one morning my son has chosen to sleep in and thank you for reminding me that my lungs and tonsils and those of my loved ones are precious commodities and might be a justifiable reason for us to move away from here.
You have also justified my trip in town for a moment at Target and a latte as I have to leave the general vicinity in order to breathe....
INSERT ENRAGED CUSS WORD (OR TWO OR THREE) HERE!!!
Update: The burning has dissipated and it now smells like spread... much better.