Actually, red-ear woman. Turns out my bad cold has morphed into a raging ear infection. My right ear looks like lava and feels about the same--the burning, it's practically dripping steam onto my shoulder. I have mucho sympathy for little babies and toddlers suffering from this malady--and I'm really hoping my good doctor will prescribe me something stronger than Advil when I visit him later today...
I guess you could argue I'm a redneck woman, too, since I drove Mr. T across the field to school this morning on the ATV. It's snowing and the traffic heading into school was lined up a quarter mile up the road. No WAY were we slogging through the snow before our neighbor groomed out trails with his snowmobile and no WAY was I getting in that line with the Momvan. That Gretchen Wilson chick has nothing on me. Heck, y'all, I even dipped a wad before pulling on my Sorrels and straddling that four-wheeler. (I'm kidding. I just took a slug of coffee. Strong, hot, black coffee the way us country folk like to drink it--none of that javamochalatteskinnyventi sissified crap!) Drop off time: 2.5 minutes.
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