Oh my. I believe I have done myself damage. Why, why, WHY did I think it would be a good idea to go work in the garden from eleven until one? Why?
I gotta go to bed. Not that I didn't already sleep for a long time this afternoon. Our neighbors had us over for supper and I thought I'd die maybe, sitting right there at the table. I'm sure I was just as scintillating as a doped-up monkey. Every joint in my body hurts and all the muscles, too. Also, I feel somewhat queasy.
Owen's coming at six in the morning. This old woman needs Ibuprofen, more water, and bed.
I am DONE.
Also, I am pissed off because Mr. M0on did the same thing and feels just fine. He's still over at the neighbors', drinking gin and tonic and having a fine time.
Errrgggghhhh.
C'mon, watch the country music awards with me!
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Oh, Billy. I cannot! But maybe I'll go swimmin' with you and Hank and the boys on Wednesday. And Lily. Wouldn't that be fun?
ReplyDeleteAww shit? Honest injun? That would be the AWESOMENESS.
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Feel better soon -- early bed sounds good!
ReplyDeleteI am exhausted too but not queasy. Just blissfully tired after 3 days on the water. Good night!
ReplyDeleteRest well Ms. Moon. Hope you're feeling better in the AM.
ReplyDeleteDamn these long word verifications!
Boo :(
ReplyDeleteWe have some perkies left over from Marc's surgery. That will fix you right up!
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dear ms. moon,
ReplyDeletemay you wake to cooler days and a body you love residing in.
xoxoxoxox
(can i have that too please?)
Ms. Moon - I hope you feel better now! x
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