We interrupt this program…

for a brief message from your blogger.

The bad news — my glass is half empty this morning — is that I have morphed into Germ Girl. Thank you, Germ Boy for spreading the joy.

The fever broke, so I can sit in a chair write a semi-coherent post with a decent syntax.

Fisherman's FriendMenthol and eucalyptus are my friends.

If I don’t crack any ribs coughing, I should be back with a fully functional brain — instead of the lizard brain I’m operating with now — in a few days. Feeling perkier just thinking about that.

The good news is that the roof is on and looks spectacular. It took two days of bang, thud, shake, bark. Repeat. I didn’t get a ride on the motorized ladder lift, but I got to keep it overnight in my yard. I touched it while the Men Who Roof were gone. Shh! Don’t tell.

Thank you Men Who Roof for the meticulous work, the eye candy and the occasional F word. You made me smile amidst the roofing carnage and my incubating Germ Girl state.

Menthol and eucalyptus are my friends. This bears repeating.

Back in a flash.

Elen

6 thoughts on “We interrupt this program…

  1. Poor baby! Did I not TELL you to make Germ Boy sleep alone???

    Meanwhile, I’ve sent my muse over to your MySpace page with chicken soup. If he doesn’t fix what ails you, nothing will.

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  2. LOL You did. You surely did! Why? Why didn’t I listen?

    I ran right over to MySpace. Now, that’s what I call true friendship.

    I’m feeling a little light-headed now, but that has more to do with your chicken soup delivery system. 😉

    I shall be visiting my MySpace page frequently throughout the day.

    THANK YOU.

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  3. Poor Baby. Is Conn suitably sympathetic or has he gone to harass other writers? IS Germ Boy back to health? Here, have a Fisherman’s Friend. Cherry are my favourite

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  4. Conn is in Margaritaville. I never thought he was the type. I haven’t even heard a twitter out of him. I guess he’s entitled to some R&R. Grumble. Grumble. Grumble.

    Germ Boy is mostly mended. The rat.

    Sorry, sweetie. I’m a purist when it comes to FF. I only like the original extra strong. You can have all the cherry in the land.

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  5. Kwana! I recognize that face from a mutual blogger friend. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by. I’m pretty well on the mend and will be back to blogging tomorrow.

    Cheers.

    p.s. Love your blog.

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