I was saying “oh god…” because I was having chills and feeling so bad a little bit ago. Andrew says – “Why are you talking to Him (God)?” I said, “I’m asking God for help to make me feel better so I can be more fun for you.” Andrew says, “But God isn’t here – he’s at church.”
I told him God was everywhere. He is so funny.
We are the killer germ house. Germs come in and never go out.
Made steak pizzaiola and farfalle and will get some crusty bread for Jim. Made dinner every night but last night – not too bad for being on death row.
I make all these things I hate and eat a hollowed out pumpernickel bagel almost every night for dinner. Jim said I should just go in the closet turn around really fast and turn Chinese – because I only like Asian food…I said that isn’t true – I like Thai, Indian, Moroccan….anything different and with some good flavor.
Peace.
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