I’m sitting in my living room, drinking coffee and listening to Ariel, Racecar and Christy’s son BJ play Wii. Christy just got done creating her Mii character (she’s a Wii virgin!). She’s about to bowl her first game of bowling.
Although my throat still hurts like an em effer, my fever just broke and I’m sweating like a 400 pound man sitting in the sun in the middle of August and my glands are swollen to the point that I look just like John McCain, despite all of these things, I kinda feel like I’m in heaven right now.
I mean, CHRISTY is in my house. HER KIDS are in my house. We are drinking coffee TOGETHER, in our ghetto pajamas (mine with a hole, hers with oreo cookie ice cream on the front), we are both on our RED (ruby and roja) laptops and we don’t even get annoyed when one person is blogging while the other is not. AND I introduced dunking BUG BITES in coffee to Christy and let’s just say we’ll be needing to pick up a few more boxes at some point today. or as Christy says "I’m FIXIN’ to pick up some Bug Bites." I love it when she says fixin’. and y’all.
The situation is quite perfect, the only thing that will make this situation better would be if my throat didn’t hurt so damn bad, but that’s okay, I’ll survive. That’s how good everything is right now, the strept throat really doesn’t matter all that much. Unless I need to, you know, talk or drink water.
My blogging time is up, we have important things to do like Wii bowling and going to Target.
