Thursday, November 29, 2007

Voiceless

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.

2 comments:

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.