The only positive agenda in the event of an inhabiting sickness in the name of dry cough is the consumption of Benadryl. Yumm :)
Mommy was such a sport last night. I went to the living room looking for her and told her that I wanted McFlurry ice cream. It was about a little past midnight. Fast forward a whole lotta nagging about driving at night, making my cough worse, she drove me out to the nearest drivethru in the end. Whee!
My lovely seven are taking me out to shop for my birthday present! Because they know how picky I am when it come to material possessions. Also, because I clearly told them there was no point of them getting me something I didn't need thus initially the plan of creating a piggy bank that read:
"Isabelle's Birthday Fund!"
Clueless about what to get her? Just put in money :)
Clueless about what to get her? Just put in money :)
Is it not a brilliant idea :D
I woke up to an electronic kiss, had last night's chicken porridge for lunch, smoked my last cigarette for dessert and am in the company of my favourite pillow. I can't imagine being any happier. At least, not till that 11am bus arrives on Saturday :)
I woke up to an electronic kiss, had last night's chicken porridge for lunch, smoked my last cigarette for dessert and am in the company of my favourite pillow. I can't imagine being any happier. At least, not till that 11am bus arrives on Saturday :)
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