If Wishes Were Fishes (or something)

[disbelief11]

I'm finally back home, where I'm glad to be...my own bed, my kitties, my computer. Unfortunately, I'm really sick (it just wouldn't be *Christmas* without a festive cold that morphs into a sinus infection). Must get better practically overnight as I'm looking forward to our New Year's Eve shebang.

Heh, shebang is a good word.

So to all my friends...I love you and I'm going to slowly catch up on my friends page. Please don't think I don't love you just because I haven't been around lately. And in the meantime, if I should say anything particularly weird or rude or strange or goofy, please remember this important fact: I'm on medication. Sure, sure, it's just cold medicine, but I find it to be a valid excuse nonetheless.

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[rivier.livejournal.com]

Wheeeee! We got ya back! You just take all the time you need to relax, rest, keep up the fluid intake and get Mr Dis to wait on you hand and foot, hee!

Festive illness, ho! I spent Boxing Day round with my parents. Blissful midget-free peace, champagne, and the quality chocolates hauled out at last. The only problem was, I was doing my usual "what was that on the telly?" thing (being too hopeless to see it at all unless I'm a foot away), my mother has laryngitis and lost her voice completely, and my dear Daddy is going deaf as a post but steadfastly refuses to admit there's a problem. My mother said we were like the Three Monkeys! Well, actually she croaked it out in a hoarse breathy little whisper, I fell about laughing, and my Dad sat there going "What did she say?"

*mwah* Glad you've back in the nest! And keep taking any medication you fancy...

[disbelief11.livejournal.com]

Riv, that sounds incredibly funny! Thanks for the laugh. Although if you were to hear me speak now, I'm sure I would sound much like your mum. Minus the accent of course. Or, to be more specific, your Mom with a Chicago (She-CAW-go) accent. I've been told I sound like Bonnie Tyler, which I'm not quite sure how to take. I prefer to think of it as more of a "Janis Joplin after a really hard drink/drugs binge", myself.

Smooches back to you, darling Riv!