Pass the tissues

Originally posted June 27,2006

Allergies suck great big donkey balls.

Or maybe they blow great big donkey balls. Either way, I’m not happy about having them and today is no exception. I’m hoping that we’ll have a hard freeze tomorrow to kill whatever is making my nose run and my eyes burn. Of course I know that won’t happen but I can dream the dream.

Poppa is coming over tomorrow to see Boo. The one thing I learned about parenthood is that Terry and I no longer matter… its all about Boo.

(phone rings) “Hello?”

“How’s Boo?”

“She’s fine. So am I for that matter…” and so it goes. Nevermind the fact that I am her mother and I gave her life. I have been reduced to chopped liver.

Oddly enough, today I feel like it.