I've been fighting the creeping craps for the last couple days. I've tried not to blog about it, because I hate whining when I'm sick.
Today, however, I'm in the trash.
I'll be back tomorrow.
Buenos con queso,
T.
What I want, Part 22: A pool table
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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Sorry to hear You're under the weather. Hope you get over it quickly!
I'm no ball-of-fire myself, but I always get a little down at this time of year. I call February and March "The Mud Months", because even when it's not snowing, icing, or freezing rain, both ground and sky are a nasty Gray-brown mess. I've got that "Seasonal affective Disorder", as part of my many varieties of stress-related illnessz. Back in the day, I used to crave some sunlight and green grass so badly in March, that I would go to Florida, and I hate Florida! ( It's a Californian Thang). As soon as we would get into Tennessee, there would be some trees starting to bud, maybe a Jonquil or two coming up, and just those little signs would be inspiring, like a reminder that spring actually was coming.
I'll be looking here for some info and entertainment tomorrow, so get well Soon!
Peace Out, Herm
Looky, Yer Blog don't look so empty now !! LoL
P.S. My code word was really a word ? "grate".
Aw, babe. I hope you feel better soon. :(
*get well humps*
xoxo
Herm: Yeah, I get the winter blahs too.
Kat: Thanks, and 'back at you humps.'
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