This is what happens when you poke the beehive too often.
You know how we are, if we're scared of something we mock it viciously or poke at it with a sharp stick. Makes us feel like we have control. The tiger by the tail - sorta.
We have been calling that awful Swine Flu, the"T Virus" (think Resident Evil movie) for days! Hubby has an unhealthy fascination with zombie movies and it keeps us laughing when I could be killing him. Still could, the jury is out. Anyhow, we're up here in Oregon, relatively safe and evidently feeling pretty cocky about it. So, of course, guess who is sick?
Yup. That would be me. I have heard so many jokes all day about moving me down to the basement...feeding me chunks of raw meat...blowing my nose off, accidentally...coughing up a lung...wondering if zombies can still do laundry (not a chance of me doing it now! Zombie or not.)
No, I'm sure it isn't the actual Swine Flu (or the zombie stuff) but I am really quite miserable.
Its probably Karma punishing me for making jokes but it sucks. Why couldn't hubby have gotten sick instead? That would have been much funnier. Waaaay funnier.
Oh. And I mean it really would have taught me a lesson, Karma. Really.
Sorry.
I had another post I was writing. But my laptop kept shutting down. I had just rewritten it for the 3rd time and it died again, so I gave up.
Hubby loses his job and my laptop dies. Nothing good coming out of that sentence. At least I can still post from my Blackberry (until my thumbs wear out). You will have to forgive all the errors. Much harder to fix and edit...
So, unless I really do have the zombie flu, I'll try to post again tomorrow. Being sick means no old lady jobs, don't want to pass that crap around, don't ya know...
By the way, I have lived in this house for going on five years.
I am almost sure I never really thought about the fact that I live on 69th Street! (She said 69)
I'm kinda embarrassed for myself.
I think I need more cold medicine...(Or maybe some brains)
Hey, I only have allergies!
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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