The hardest part about having a cold is knowing that you have one. The constant sinus pain, plus the added bonus of rusty daggers jabbing you in your throat when you swallow are kind of hard to put aside.
Much of the sick time on the couch is spent in a Nyquil-induced coma, but for the two or three hours between naps, there is no greater joy than being sucked into a movie so hard that you forget about the Alaska Snow Crab that bit your inner ear.

My Girl is the perfect movie for get sucked into. The elements are all there: humor, drama, Nixon jokes and a plot easy enough to follow when the decongestants leave you unable to understand TLC's A Wedding Story.
If you get lucky enough, you will cry a little at the "He was supposed to be an acrobat" part, and it will loosen up your phlegm a little.