I had some flu-like something that kicked my ass for well over ten days and you didn’t even send flowers. Thanks for the love.
I emerged briefly to go to the grocery store one week day, thinking I wouldn’t run into anyone I knew in the middle of the day as I staggered around unshowered and confused. Ha! I ran into a distant relative who was shockingly well put together for a trip to BiLo, as well as a former teacher from elementary school AND a high school boyfriend. GREAT!
When I ran out of Sprite the next time, I decided to try Ingle’s in my pajamas since BiLo was too much of a social hotspot. And I ran into a Crank County Daredevil (were you wearing eyeliner at the grocery store on a Sunday afternoon?) and a Hollywood Vampire just as I walked in the door at the good ol’ Ingle’s. Superduper! I smell funny, I look like hell and I’ve been wearing the same clothes for days so it’s a perfect social opportunity!
I’m better now. Finally have enough energy to get around to paying bills, doing laundry and bitching on my blog. It’s not too late to send those flowers.