Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Monday, November 16, 2009
El Loco -- and Monday, Too
Today's my mom's birthday. Like any good daughter, I called her last night. And like a very good daughter, I let her ramble on and on about her myriad medical complaints with only minimal eye-rolling. She did ask me once during her monologue how I was, so I guess it's all good.
I have a feeling it's going to be hell day at work today. And I have a feeling that if it's too hellish, I just might say ta-ta and adiós, Señora Loco.
Yesterday was an absolutely gorgeous Fall day, sunny and 74 or 75 degrees. It's only going to be 68 to 70 today, but that's still fabulous for this time of year.
Whatever you guys are up to today, enjoy, try to have some fun with it, and have a Marvelous Monday!
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4 comments:
Sherry...Deep Breaths!
Senenity Now...........
I am perfectly serene, Galen.:)
You've got El Loco Lady and Skank Girl, and I've got a pouty pet rock demanding therapy after a meteor shower.
I have the Dynamic Duo on my back, but you may have the bigger problem, Skunk. Pouty pet rocks are hard! Therapy for him, definitely.:)
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