ok, so i don't find as much to blog about as i should, but something freakish happened to my eye, and there's no better blog fodder than that.
so, i wake up friday morning and my eye looks like so:
so, i wake up friday morning and my eye looks like so:
can anyone say "ew?"
and here's me and everyone else around me - "what the fuck is the matter with your (my) eye?!" and if i have to make another joke about "my boss is tough" or "my boyfriend beat me up, but you should see him!", i'll puke. swear to god. and someone will need to hold my hair back because i don't want to get puke in it.
don't fret imaginary friends, the internet tells me there's nothing to worry about. i bet i still do.
the best advice i received was from my 3-year-old. when she asked what happened to my eye i told her that i probably poked it. and she gave me the most poignant piece of advice i've received in my whole life. she said...
"mommy! don't poke your eye!"
those are just good words to live by.
4 comments:
I just want to restate my position, "I will NOT hold your hair back while you puke!" I think we both agree that you would puke once, think you are done, turn to say something to me and puke again. On me. You seem like an unstable puker. I can't take the chance.
Oh my that looks just terrible! Hope it gets better soon!
I will hold your hair dearest Isshypisshy.
Afterwards...Snacktime.
Huzzah!
interests: "falling in love with the best person ever" ??? details woman!!
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