Thursday Q&A

Q. What do you call it when your garrulous, inquisitive, and "inside-voice" challenged five year old loses his voice?

A. A tiny slice of heaven, my friends. A tiny, quiet slice of heaven.


Q. What do you say to yourself when you feel your own throat starting to get sore?

A. I've got five dozen cookies to bake, grocery shopping for ingredients for those cookies, birthday presents to wrap, Christmas presents to wrap, and two parties to attend this weekend. Like hell I'm getting sick.


Q. What do you tell your husband when he offers to go to the post office for you and put stamps on all the Christmas cards that have yet to be sent out due to said sick five year old?

A. You're a doll, now did you remember to double-stamp the Canada ones?


Q. What do you want AAA to know after telling you your subscription has expired when you call them stranded with a flat tire on the side of the road and your son in the car? Thus necessitating a call to your husband who has to take off work for three hours to help you. And your subscription wasn't expired at all?

A. You guys had better be giving me a full freakin' year for free.

Comments

Family Adventure said…
You tell'em, Gina! Especially AAA.

Heidi
3:45 AM
Anonymous said…
Cookies to bake? Easy. Go to the store, buy the God forsaken ugliest bumpy ones you can find, melt some chocolate and drizzle on top. 5 minutes tops.

Sore throat. Gargle asprin (honestly it works!) or drink wine. Lots and lots of wine....

I would never ever send my husband to the post office and allow him to put stamps on my christmas cards. he would put them on crooked.... but what does it matter now. I haven't even BOUGHT the cards yet!!!!!!!

Arrgghhh!!!! Excuse me while I go rock in the corner thinking of all the things I need to do in the next week....

Kelley

http://magnetoboldtoo.wordpress.com
3:48 AM
Steph said…
I hope that everyone feels better soon. And AAA definitely needs a talking to!!
5:51 AM
Scout said…
I seriously believe you can will yourself into not getting sick. I have done it and demanded my immune system work double duty. But sometimes it's nice to just give in and take a nap.

I hope you can hold out
6:43 AM
J said…
ACK! Stupid AAA. Stupid colds and their stupid bad timing.

Good luck. Hope you're not felled by the throat.
6:44 AM
Awesome Mom said…
I would tear AAA a new one. I hope that you feel better soon.
8:11 AM
Autumn's Mom said…
Try that 1000% vitamin C packets they have at the store! and Airborne. I swear it works, although sometimes hard to choke down. Why does this time of year get so freakin busy? I'm on the same merry go round as you...although we are spinning so fast I can't quite make you out ;)
8:29 AM
Nance said…
Please tell me that you seriously did demand that from AAA. Because it's more than reasonable. And you can absolutely get it.
8:56 AM
Jess T said…
He he he. I want that "like hell" attitude. :)
9:36 AM
dgm said…
I second the Airborne (or Emergen-C), but you have to follow the directions and take it every 2-3 hours. Also, 500 mg zinc. Like a charm, baby. Like. A. Charm. Who stays not-sick while the rest of the planet feels like crap? Give it up for MY (Airborne-saturated) FAMILY!

Also, kudos to you for letting your husband stamp the envelopes. My husband puts the stamps on sideways when he KNOWS they're supposed to be upside down. If I want something right, I have to do it myself...
10:42 AM
Patois42 said…
I trust you've emailed a link to this page? AAA, I mean.
4:04 PM
Trixie Twatwaffle said…
Ooooohhhh.... AAA would be getting nasty letters and phone calls from me.

Go get 'em my friend.
5:35 PM
Anvilcloud said…
I think I've caught your sore throat. I feel beat too.
6:19 PM
Dana a/k/a Sunshine said…
You poor thing...I'm reading older posts cause I'm so behind. I hope you aren't still sick!!! That sucks here at theholidays and well, anytime really, but worse when it is the holidays.

I hope you have a Merry Christmas!!!
11:25 AM
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