worn out and need some TLC. I fell off me bike again today.
"Jaysus, that's the 3rd time this month church lady!"
Well, I know. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to put some whiskey in my koffee as I said I would because I was trying to suppress all those blasted memories that Lizzie made me dig up. Anyways I bunged me wrist and I have a big blue bruise on me thigh and they both hurt like the dickens!
Hubby says no bike t'morrow. He's going to drive me to work since I lost me license.
"Oh, that's nothing to joke about church lady!".
Oh sure it is because it's not true. Plus you know I would never hurt another living soul ('cept for meself, a'course)
Oh and if you were sick of hearing The Pharcyde Ya Mama I have another motherly treat for you in honour of Mother's Day Month. Let's just say it grows on ya!
Uhh.. y'ouch?!
ReplyDeleteSee? NOW'S THE TIME for that whiskey!
How about a beer?
ReplyDeleteThat'll teach ya! No more drinkin' and drivin'!! Ha!!
ReplyDelete*:) That's a kiss on your forehead. Poor baby.
ReplyDeleteI remember bike riding with this really cool girl who was ahead of me in high school (noone knew me cause I was a private grade school girl, had no friends) and wanting to make a good impression. Got my bike tire stuck in the crack in the middle of the cement street... it stayed and I flew off between my handle bars. Ah... great first impression. Don't much remember talking to her after that. LOL.
Hope your day gets better!
Awww, hope you're okay!!! I could use some lovin' myself :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the cheer up guys! My wrist is feeling much better (still sore but better) and my bruise is turning to a beautiful shade of purple and is no longer raised. Hee. Life is wonderful. I think I can go back on me bike tomorra!
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