Your author in repose, just like Frida Kahlo before they burned her up, except with a stuffed bunny.
Last night I managed to scrape the ceiling of 103. You can’t see, but under the blankets I am wearing fleece mittens. I am having the weirdest pains, too, like in my sitz bones. I had some cool hallucinations, though, in between the spots in front of my eyes. When I closed my eyes I saw a spider spinning and Leonardo’s famous Vitruvian man, but moving, like on some commercial when I was a kid.
I feel guilty about it, but I am going out for a while. I am going to make Strudel’s dad and the girls shop and touch everything. I’ve been in the house since Friday afternoon and I have ants in my pantaloons.
I would go out with you and buy you a giant margarita, but I don’t want your gross germs.
NO, you so don’t. I think I am over the humper now.
Maybe you should get your sitz bones checked out? Make sure they are in the right place? Don’t want those sitz bones migrating and causing earthquakes.
Awww… Get better, ya jerk. ;) I had that same problem a couple of weeks ago. Made me a zombie. Were not cool.
Poor Mitten. :(
A Bunny will TOTALLY help, though. I applaud that choice.