Look what we found lurking among the potatoes: a little Fritter. Just want to squeeeeze him! But that would wake him up right now. We don't want that to happen quiet yet. We had a pretty action packed week. Have I mentioned how lucky we are to have an emergency room nurse living next door? Craig went to drop off Edie at Art Club his usual style - pulling her on the Chariot trailer. He came home informing me had a wicked bail on his way home. Split his helmet open! Poor love, after I started crying telling him to 'hang in there, Baby' and 'I don't know what I'd do without you-oo-oo (that's me crying after saying 'you' by the way) we called Pearl who is so getting a sweater from me I just decided seeing as how she practically lives here with all the house calls over the years.
Can't remember, did I share that she came over just last week to help out the little Gnome up there with a squished bee in his hand? Why yes I did - the BumbleBee post. Pearl advised we take Evil Kenievel to the hospital to get him checked out. After an x-ray to the necker regions, the doctor told us to keep an eye out for any strange behaviour. Well, that left a lot open to interpretation.
I'm not sure if there was any significant change in personality but let's say the last 48 hours I kind of feel like I'm married to a new man. He's super gimped that's for sure but I've also noticed we've been laughing together a lot more than normal. Kind of like the old days, pre-kids, when we use to bang a bong on a regular basis (to clarify - we use to inhale). Maybe it's because it hurts him all over when he gets a giggle fit and I have the LAOM sickness my buddy Brenda's been afflicted with for many years (Laugh At Others Misfortunes)and I'm subconciously being funnier than normal. Or maybe it's because everytime I ask him to take a photo of me wearing a new creation he tells me I'm a joke and then we both start laughing our heads off and yet I continue to post pictures of my projects all over the internets? Oh, I just don't know. The Universe works in mysterious ways. My Leg of Glam top is up in my shop now by the way - roflmao. Hoo, I kill me.
