Monday, October 14, 2013

Lemons

When life hands you lemons in the form of two sick children who are producing prodigious amounts of mucous and getting up at 4:30 a.m. (because of the mucous) . . .

Plus dog shit in the back hall to clean up first thing in the morning . . .

Plus incessant rain . . .

Plus a husband who starts feeling none too chipper . . .

Plus the telltale sore throat that means it's only a matter of time before you, too, will become a walking mucous factory . . .

Make coffee. And lots of it.

Be back soon. I hope.

2 comments:

  1. Many condolences. Here's hoping one of the dogs (the one who made the mess would be a nice touch) will run out front and flag down help ala Jack should you all go down for the count.

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  2. Yes, like Lassie saving Timmy in the well. Beth :)

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