We Almost Partied Tonight – Instead We Are on Death Watch

LeClub supposedly has the best New Year’s Eve celebration in town. But we’ve never been for a variety of reasons, none of which are important.

When we got the announcement, I mentioned that we ought to think about it: as long as we could get a table as far away from the band as possible.

It went no further than that. And it’s a good thing, we are on death watch at our house.  We don’t know who’s going to puncture a lung with a broken rib from coughing first.

I have had some awesome loogies. However, I hacked them up while in bed. So they didn’t provide any entertainment value.
Nancy is sleeping in the other bedroom because we are both dying a slow death. She got meds from the Doc, I’m waiting on an iron lung.

And Grandad takes perverse pleasure in hassling the shit out of me. I’ll fix him.

I’ll die.

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