Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Special Report

I interrupt this regularly scheduled recap of my weekend in South Dakota, to bring a you a special report. I have, what the kids call, pink eye. There's no pink yet, but there's goop. Oh yeah, is there goop. Mom had to use a crow bar to pry my eyes open this morning. The guilty little germ spreader is Ian (I call him E-nah) at school. He's the cutest, sweetest little baby, and I love to kiss and hug him. I think that's how I became infected. Must remember to practice safe hugging and kissing from now on. I went to the doc this morning and got drops, and I'm well on my way to recovery.

Youthful folly,


Fab Over 40 said...

you are such a dude with those sunglasses. Get better soon!

Brooke a.k.a. 34B cup said...

Oh no! Now we are both on the DL!

Anonymous said...

You look like you've been in a refuge camp!!! For the love of God, let's pray that nothing else goes on with your beautiful face!
I'm praying, gammy