Thanks for waiting while I marinated in my own germs
Here I am, freshly emerged from my snot-covered cocoon. You will (hopefully) all be relieved to hear that I'm feeling much better.
And, by "much better," I mean I'm now usually able to breathe without having to cough so hard that I pee my pants.
My weekend was pretty much a waste, since I didn't do much other than languish in bed, muttering incoherent things about chills and Triscuits and gravity and cobwebs named Jean-Pierre.
But hey, there's always next weekend.
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11 comments:
So glad you are feeling better.
Have some pork roll.
Glad you feel better!
DaOldMan: I might have some someday, if I can ever figure out exactly what it is...
Marilyn/Alta: I'm glad you're glad! Let's have some cake! And tea!
You put gravy on your triscuts? Welcome back...
Glad you're feeling better.
Snot-covered cocoon? Uh, thanks for THAT visual.
You saved all your snot goo to sell as a commercial grade adhesive right? Otherwise you've just BLOWN a small fortune.
Glad you're back and feeling better...
I tried naming my cobwebs once, but they were to scared of my recently-acquired stack of leg parts. Well, it's more a rack instead of a stack, and really, I just have knees, not the other leg parts.
The cobweb had a rack-knee phobia.
VE: No, Triscuits and gravity. That means if I drop them, they break.
Chris: Maybe you can have the kids color some pictures of it!
Trukindog: It works great! In fact, it's holding some furniture together right now...
Grace: Thanks for waiting!
Whall: (!!!) You realize my soul groans everytime you do that, don't you? :)
Spring/summer colds are the worst.
Travis: They are indeed!
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