Sunday, March 13, 2005

Find a happy place...find a happy place...

My stepmother called me this morning before dad's in the hospital. They thought it was a heart attack...but are now thinking it's possibly arrhythmia.

I hope.

Forgive me for not being better company today. I think I'll just go home and stew. Or make some stew. Whatever.

I can't even think of one funny thing to say.

But come back tomorrow...*tries a horrible southern accent* "For tomorrow IS anothah day!"

Now, ala Steve Martin, I must go put bologna in my shoes so that perhaps I can feel funny.
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