Just call me Dr. Nanaw. I doctored that kid with some cough stuff with DM, kept the tylenol and motrin in him every 4 hours, made him stay indoors (at least until late afternoon yesterday), so he was fit enough today to go farming with his PopPop. I needed the relief but I'll keep the phone handy (which means I'll try not to lose the damned thing today as I do most days) in case I have to go bring him home.
He and I went to the grocery store late yesterday because he was craving a steak. He hadn't eaten anything since he'd been feeling poorly so I was all for feeding the little fella. After we'd gone through and had what we needed in our baskets we headed to the checkout, and lo and behold, we were incensed by this quite healthy lady standing in the otc drug aisle. Thank goodness we only passed by the aisle since the stinky fart fog was ominous enough with the pass-by cause I imagine we'd have been overcome enough to have to call paramedics had we actully been on that aisle with her. And that thing drifted! Even after we had made our way in line at the check-out, little tendrils of that funky fog were drifting our way.
I hope she was intending to purchase some gas-x from the otc choices although I believe some toilet paper might have been a "need to add" on her list too.
Even writing about it is making my coffee taste funny.
Since the funky, fart, fog is pretty much the highlight of my week, I thought I'd post this decorating idea that my cousin Hop sent to my email.
Just what we need, another distraction. There aren't enough to keep them from hitting the target as it is.