If my sinuses stop producing strange and terrifying things...
If my head returns to its former size of slightly-larger-than-average, as opposed to its current size of larger-than-a-Thanksgiving-Day-parade-balloon...
If callers to my home no longer mistake me for a man when I answer the phone...
If I no longer want to bludgeon the makers of Dayquil, who have been unable (for me, at least) to create a suitable counterpart to the heavensent Nyquil...
...then I shall return to the land of smiles, sunshine and blogging.
Until then, I beg 1,000 pardons and will be over here on the couch, muttering fever-induced expletives.
(I'm being overly-dramatic -- I don't have a fever. Just a really bad cold. But I'm out for the day. Boo.)
5 backtalk:
Dear friend-o-mine,
We (Lila, Ferg and I), truly hope you feel better... and fast.
Love,
Us.
I hope you feel better! :)
Sending get well wishes to you, my dear :)
Your pardons have been accepted.
BTW, the plumeria that is now in your header would make me feel a million times better! Oh how I love plumeria!
Hope you're feeling better today!
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