Thursday, November 29, 2007


I woke up this morning with only the tiniest, raspiest of voices. It was hilarious. Brian and I chased each other around the house, Punch-and-Judy style. "Goose Trousers!" I squeaked at him, "Monkeybutt!"

If it weren't for the coughing and fever, this would be the awesomest thing ever.


momeester said...

so, have you called your doctor? You have been sick for ever.

seester said...

Tee hee...monkeybutt!!
That's a compound word!

Oh yeah, and I'll pause here to insert some kind of thoughtful, caring remark (a la mom's) that reflects my genuine concern about your health.

Hmmm...drink tea.