Frog in my throat

I woke up this morning croaking like a frog.  The dog owners who spoke to me in Central Park will attest that this is not an overstatement.

My voice is wrecked.

After escaping for ever so long, I now appear to have succumbed to my second cold in less than a month…or maybe the first one never really left.  I’m curious enough — and congested enough — to head to the doctor this time to find out more.

My croaking voice and lightheadedness made me think of Kermit the Frog of Muppets fame…which then made me think of Jason Siegel, of “How I Met Your Mother” and “Forgetting Sarah Marshall,” who is appearing in the next Muppet Movie.

I read online that Jason cried when he met Kermit the Frog in person for the first time, which I found very touching.

If Jason met me today, I think my voice would make him cry, too.

Or if he read this blog entry, he might cry.  Or laugh.  Or perhaps be confused?

I need medication.

Have a nice day everyone.