Contain your excitement. I have been up to no good, knee deep in Nyquil, up to my ears in tissues, over my head in Halls. I rarely get sick. When I do get sick, I still do my thing, just do it sick. Not this time.
Tree girl and I have spent the last 3 or 4 days walking around like zombies, sitting comatose on the couch, covered with ankies (blankets) watching bad TV. It's storming pretty bad outside too. One more reason to stay in.
We have begun to call Winner the wiener dog "Fat Winner in a very New York mobster kind of voice. So at any given time you will hear someone say "Yo Fat Winner, yous gunna go break that punk Jazzy's knee caps for disrespecting the fam-i-ly. The whole family has come on board and Sarge often starts his dialog with the yous stutter. I might just have to record so chit chat in the kitchen for everyone's entertainment. She looks pretty mean huh?
Yep, Fat Winner looks like she could break a kneecap or two ;-). (Pssst, I really think she's quite pretty, but critters who break kneecaps perhaps don't want to be called pretty, am I right or am I right?!!)
ReplyDeleteBummer about the dual colds. "Snot rags" is a phrase I use too.
I love the color of your fuzzy crooked scarf!
Glenda
Oh I hate it when my life in picture looks like that! Get well and great job on the crocheting, Kim
ReplyDeleteThe sickness thing is icky. That is a real educational term straight from me, a teacher! Hope you are feeling better soon. I hate being sick.
ReplyDeleteWe're plum full of sick here too...and it's not even winter yet...egads!
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