Saturday, February 9, 2013

Saturday Morning

I think that Mr. Moon and I are well on the road to recovery. Last night I made a supper with TWO actual vegetables AND we had a martini so there you go.
Of course I didn't actually sleep. I never sleep any more. I am not going to even discuss the fact that another critter is living in the guest room. Which, yes, bothers me a great deal but mostly because it scribbles and scrabbles and wakes me up. I am so far gone with insomnia that the main problem I have with a rodent running around in my guest room is that it disturbs my sleep.

And to add to the fun, May's man, Matt, who is beloved by Owen and Gibson and who has played with them in the last week, spent the night puking. Which means he has it. Which also means that May will get it.

Does the CDC know about this puke-disease? Because they should. They should be putting their best scientists to work on this thing.

I told May this morning to get ready. To go buy ginger-ale and juice and to make sure they have plenty of Ibuprofen. To hunker down. Because dammit, there is no escape. There is no easy way to deal with the Horrible, Awful, Dreaded Puke Disease Which Causes Body Pains So Intense You Cry When You Pull Your Panties Down.

Does the president know about this thing? I think perhaps he should call a special convening of Congress.

Anyway, it is a beautiful day here in Lloyd. Sparkly and shiny as the tiara on an Ice Princess and speaking of ice, the NE is snowed in, I hear and yet in Lloyd the roses have now started to bloom.
Yes. The roses.

We do not even inhabit the same planet, do we?
We'll talk more about this during hurricane season later on in the year.

All right. I have a million things to do and I better get to them.

Love...Ms. Moon






7 comments:

  1. I've been whining about our little bit of snow and that I'm catching a cold but I think I will hold my tongue now. I do not want that stomach thing going around. I'm glad you are feeling better but sorry it's stil making rounds in the family. And while we do not have roses blooming we are not having a blizzard either. I think I should just be grateful. Have a nice day Ms. Moon.

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  2. So glad you guys have cleared the hurdle. Enjoy your weekend... and maybe soon, Dog Island.

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  3. I'm glad that you're more than well on your way to recovery. As I continue to drag myself around on this planet, I will hold out hope that I am next.

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  4. So glad you're on the mend and so sorry May and her man are next.
    My friend the Canadian nurse sad they were immunized against this virulent strain of virus as well as influenza, they must have seen it coming but maybe couldn't get the vaccine in mass production? Health care workers know about it and how very terrible it is - as you well know, not your run of the mill stomach bug. I live in fear of getting it!
    Your roses are beginning to bloom, we do live in different worlds, but I'm so grateful you share yours with us northern folk.
    Good luck catching up on your million things. The list never ends....

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  5. I just had a visual of that special meeting of congress transpiring and turning out like the puke scene in Stand By Me.

    Albeit in my mind's eye, can't say i've enjoyed a mass barf scene quite so thoroughly.

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  6. Oh no, the dreaded puking disease is still spreading?! I hope it does not cross the ocean.

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