Awww... this is one of those days that the pages of history teach us are best spent lying in bed.
Last week I had a baby cold. It never caused me to call in sick, but I did work from home one day. By the weekend I felt better. But then last night, I got the mommy [or daddy] cold... the grow-up cold. I was fine, and then an hour later I was feeling suspiciously borderline crappy, and an hour after that I was sick. I hate that. I feel bad because, while still feeling good, I was over at my cousin Kirsten's house, playing with the baby. I was all over that baby. Blowing raspberries on him, pretending to eat his tummy, kissing his baby face, and the whole time, unbeknownst to me, I was incubating sick. I was borderline crappy driving home, and an hour after getting home, I was aware I have cold.
I'm bummed out! I hate being sick. And I really hope I didn't get my cousin'phew sick!
Ok, I am posting a song for Chris, because it's one of our favorite movies, Philadelphia Story, and I told him I would post it. I love this song. I think it's very sweet.
Comments
Comments closed on older entries, whenever I get around to it, to avoid spam.maybe you're not sick. maybe you're just allergic to cuteness. You did get a pretty strong dose yesterday, after all. :P
Posted by: kirsten | 12 décembre 2005 12h43
Don't push it and stop playing the SIMs while you are sick.
Posted by: DrinkJack
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12 décembre 2005 18h45
That song? My it is yar. I'm sure even Uncle Willie likes it
Posted by: Chris | 13 décembre 2005 17h15