Keep your happy go lucky, allergy-free Sexy Nerd attitude to yourself! If I'm going to suffer, you should have to suffer. It's one of the deals of marriage.
My boss called me from her home today and pointed out that it sounded like I was losing my voice. She proceeded to have me continue talking to her for the next half hour, almost entirely about nothing. She also gave me this little gem of allergy advice - take that ricotta candy from Switzerland, with the bee pollen, and it will cure my allergies. Her teenage son overheard and yelled that it's called "Ricola", not ricotta. He also told her that it's just a cough drop, so it won't help any of my symptoms other than my sore throat. To this, my boss told informed him that the candy will help because it's made with the pollen of Swiss bees that are probably around juniper all the time.
Isn't she just the best boss ever?