I hate Spring! Well, maybe not Spring but the pollen that comes with it. So I guess what I really should say is ………..I Hate pollen! I hate my nose and it’s constant revolt against the beauties of the seasons. At least once a season, usually twice I get allergies so bad I lock myself in the safety of my home, stuff kleenexes up my nose and hack until I’m hoarse. Currently, my voice is so crackly I think I could yodel. Of course, it does go down about 3 octaves so even though my nose and eyes are red and swollen and there’s various colors of liquid coming out of them………I have that sexy voice thing going for me.