I’ve been sick as a dog with some kind of flu bug since late Christmas Eve. While I wasn’t exactly bedridden, I’ve been way too foggy (not to mention grumpy) to even think about roaming the blogosphere. Funny, since getting as sick as this is such a rare thing for me, I was beginning to think I was “bulletproof” to viruses. Well, apparently I’M NOT!!!!
At any rate, amidst the nearly week long flood of foggy thinking (and, of course, the actual flood of phlegm and snot), there were two thoughts that kept competing for my attention:
- OMG, should I take my son up on his offer to take me to the hospital?
- Waddaya mean, I’m not Superman?!?!
Okay, even my foggy head can see that the last thought grows from some “residue” of my Another Almost Sleepless Night… post. Oddly enough though, the search for the above videos actually lead me to what would have been an even better “starting” clip for that post. (I’d really love to explain the convoluted reasoning behind that statement, but fog is really hard to grasp and I’m barely coherent as it is. )
want ice Need Holy Water.
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