It is with heavy heart, runny nose and lemon-honey lozenge breath that I must inform
you of some bad news. I am officially surrendering to the head cold gods and laying
my box of tissues at their feet. I fought a good fight, but after coughing and
sneezing all night, have finally succumbed to their powers. Not even the powers
of vitamin C, tons of water and garlic, a steamy shower,some quality couch laying
and bad tv watching were enough to tip the scales in my favor. Add to this mix
a drunken/reTARded Charley who arrived home at 3am to "take care of me",
and by "take care of me" I mean tell me all about his night in the way
that only a drunken obnoxious 22 year old could and cover me with a dozen granola
bars, because he said it seemed like it would help. I was laughing but omg, he
was a sight. His post Mary's living room performance was exhausting, which
was a good thing because at 3:45am , I finally did fall asleep.
Emily wouldn't let me go to the resort this morning, because she said I sounded
like hell and would hate for me to be the typohoid mary. So, I left her house and
went to Sevananda and loaded up on head cold exorcising remedies. Luckily this
exorcism doesn't involve any head spinning, pea green soup or priests falling
down any stairs.
I shout from the roof,
"Oh, Happy Valentine's Day!"
Whilst I stand on ledge.
Pricey bon bons and
candy hearts with promises.
They all melt with spit.
My heart bleeds for you
Like cut out paper hearts, when
Used as a coaster
Why don't your rough hands
Shake my darling buds of May,
When football is on?
Oh that Jack Daniels,
Helps you say you love me so.
Cupid on the rocks.
Please do not come knock,
If you see this truck a'rock,
On our honeymoon!
I have so much to blog about I don't know where to begin and then I think about all the work I have to do in my house and for my job and I start hyperventilating and get off the computer, before I can properly get my blog on.
Blog topics a'coming down the proverbial pike:
-break up with hector
-new house
-new dog park
-new furniture
-old demons
-fiddle playing at the music party
-my recital
-new bow
-new beau?
-Fark!
-coco making Kirk be Aunt Jaye. even when I am there.
-thanksgiving at my house. turkey debaucle 2007.
-so much more!
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