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Thursday, November 05, 2009

We've been a bunch of sick-O's over here in Crazyland. Not that kind of sicko. Just sick. I'm sick of us all being sick. We have buckets of boogers, fevers and Lysol.

Oh my.

Because of the piggie-poo-poo-flu my writing fingers have atrophied. I haven't written anything worthwhile in months. I have instead been disinfecting, Lysoling and cuddling a sick Moxie. And trying not to die myself.

OK. So that's a little dramatic. But, as my Dad said "Jeeze Motherboard, I must have died cause you look like hell."

Uhhh. Thanks?

When I get sick I like to go whole hog. I mean if you're going to be sick you might as well hit a home run. Right? I had a triple whammy -- strep throat, swine flu and pneumonia. At the same time. I'm an over achiever like that.

If you're looking for a quick way to drop 15 lbs just follow my lead. You'll be begging your Dr. to admit you to the hospital (and he won't) because you're so sick. You'll want to sleep for weeks, but you can't because you have kids. And dishes. And laundry. And dinner to make.

When I finally got my last round of anti-biotics (and four other prescriptions) I bought enough junk-food to feed an army. I told the kids "You're on your own. Don't go outside. Feed yourselves and no fighting. I'm sleeping."

And I did. For 2 days straight.

Seriously, I have never been that sick in all my life. I think somehow during my hiatus in sickland, my MoJo was misplaced. Or lost. Who know's really. I just can't seem to find it.

If you see my MoJo, lemmeno. I sort of miss it.


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