I'm alive.
Still congested in every single head cavity (even in my mouth, which is stuffed with comfort food. Does that count?), but there is some life left in me yet.
Just wanted to surface quickly and thank you all for your well-wishes and for the attempts at sending soup.
Of course, I realized in retrospect that I never would've been able to receive the soup in time for it to still be hot, because I have dial-up.
And I think you'll agree: that awful fact alone is more than enough to make ANYBODY ill.
No Kimberly darling! I don't mind the cold soup! (In fact, I'm grateful for anything edible and drinkable. My standards are very low when it comes to nourishment. Except carrots. Don't like carrots.) It's the fact that I still have archaic dial-up that makes me ill!
cold soup... so what? wha, don't they have microwave ovens in South Africa when you were growing up?
get well soon!
I'm pouring chicken soup into my keyboard for you. Did you get it?
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Mikey...what exactly is a microwave oven. You've really got me there.
Dial Up the bane of my existence as wel... that makes me sick too... is there a sanitorium for dialuppers?
What if it's homemade soup with carrots in it? Or made with a vegetable broth that has carrots? (how much hate of carrots are we talking about here?)
get better sooooon red!
Red,
Been away from the blog world for awhile... didn't even know you were sick. What's the deal? Get better soon, kay?
Miked
P.S.
I don't know if you have it, but Buckley's always does the trick for me... tastes aweful, but it works