I cab breeve.
Sob won is jabbing a red hot poker into by eyes.
By head is in a vice.
And a pumper truck unloaded it's sludge into by left nostrilll.
So much for this being the week I start my new fitness routine.
And why am I sick anyways?
I was a mess when we got back from Europe.
It's not my turn.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Advil Cold and Sinus
2. Soft Kleenex
3. Kids who can make their own supper.
1 comment:
Ah, you poor kid. Take it easy. Maybe if you rest up real good, you'll be better by the time the nice weather comes in July.
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