Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Come on, people. Trees should not be pruned like this. SRSLY. It makes them weaker, and the new growth is not as strong as the older growth. FUGLY.
Along with today’s theme of torture, is the fact that I’ve been very very sick. I don’t know where the term sicker than a dog comes from, but I know I’m sicker than my dog. She’s too cute to be sick.
I’ve been in bed since Sunday night, and working a bit in my PJs (like that’s new) but not doing much talking. Since talking brings about coughing spasms. And night time. That brings about coughing spasms as well. Thank goddess for NyQuil. Poor AdRi had to do all of the cooking and hostessing for a family brunch here on Monday while I layed in bed sicker than a dog. And since I was sick, I couldn’t come down and hold the babies. Oh the babies. And yes, I am very good at hostessing my own Pity Party, which is what I am doing right here and now on this very blog. Care for a ricola? Cuppa Throat Coat tea? Now this is a party. Back to the torture…
Posted by LeLo at Wednesday, June 11, 2008