Long Day Ahead, Long Morning Somewhat Behind Me


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Last night was the longest night ever.

Poor Pageant Barbie has contracted the flu only a few days before she is supposed to be leaving for New York. I, being the kind, lovely and noble sister that I am, stayed up with her all night, arranging covers, giving her warm rags, keeping her warm, giving her my blankets, filling up her water bottle and assiting her in vomiting. Yes, too much information.

I really did not mind, whatsoever. Joy, when she is sick, is one of those people whom you do not MIND helping merely because they are so pitiful looking. And, you are quite sure, this will be the last time you EVER see her because she is HELL BENT on death.

In the moments where I tried to sleep it was thwarted with wet hair and not enough blankets. So, this morning, not only do I have bad hair, I have a stuffy nose, headache, dark circles under my eyes and a very short temper.



Pray for the mere mortals that stumble across my way.


3 Responses to “Long Day Ahead, Long Morning Somewhat Behind Me”

  1. Blogger steelcowboy 

    You're a good sister. I have had to sit up with my sick kids on more than one occassion. Not for the faint of heart!

  2. Blogger QOS 

    I pray for the mere mortals who stumble across your way anyways.

  3. Blogger ~t 

    I'll pray for you and thank God I'm not one of them :)
    Hope you don't get the flu, but if you do here's an early get well soon. Hope your day gets better.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.


I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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