tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post116401285287126611..comments2023-08-06T05:23:02.470-07:00Comments on Confessions of a Laundry Faerie: Alas, poor sickieSoozcathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12549632685008663664noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-1164247846943841592006-11-22T18:10:00.000-08:002006-11-22T18:10:00.000-08:00Hi folks. Still full of the ick. It seems to hav...Hi folks. Still full of the ick. It seems to have migrated to my eye, which is puffy and swollen and fulla goo, so I've been putting a wrung-out hot washcloth over one eye in an attempt to make it happy. Hubby has been working wounded the last few days, poor guy, but luckily today he's done for a while; he gets Thursday and Friday off for Thanksgiving.<BR/><BR/>We would've loved to come up to Seattle, tlc... just didn't feel a desire to share the ick with any of you.Soozcathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12549632685008663664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-1164229414230586352006-11-22T13:03:00.000-08:002006-11-22T13:03:00.000-08:00I hope you two are feeling better also. We will m...I hope you two are feeling better also. We will miss you - and wish you were here for the turkey fest!! (Are you planning another trip north anytime?)tlchanghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10259427561396960607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-1164206792313120732006-11-22T06:46:00.000-08:002006-11-22T06:46:00.000-08:00Poor you! Every gal needs a pair of comfy PJ's, th...Poor you! Every gal needs a pair of comfy PJ's, they are not sexy but they are very soothing. One nestles in them like a sick puppy in a blanket. I am writing this on Wednesday so I hope you are pulling round now.Gretelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00399585879728373265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-1164042961642357242006-11-20T09:16:00.000-08:002006-11-20T09:16:00.000-08:00I totally forgot you guys used to see Dr. Fred als...I totally forgot you guys used to see Dr. Fred also.<BR/><BR/>I definately remember that incident now though. David was probably inflicted with another case of the "Sunday Sickness"--you know the one. That one that gets you ill right before church and mysteriously clears up about time church ends.Chesno Slovahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05450987916196511683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34821333.post-1164035960077012632006-11-20T07:19:00.000-08:002006-11-20T07:19:00.000-08:00When in sick pj's don't look in the mirror. They ...When in sick pj's don't look in the mirror. They are much to comfortable to care how you look. Poor David, that is like when my mom said that red jello in the hospital had blood in it and that is what they brought me to eat after I had my tonsils out.tlawwifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02432573500697018130noreply@blogger.com