Why Won't EGE Write, Still?

Is it because -- apropos of her new health kick -- she made herself a great big bowl of salad, but her g.d. tennis elbow decided a bowl of salad would look much better strewn about the g.d. kitchen floor?

* Those peachy-colored oblongs are not bits of flesh. They're supposed to be carrot shavings, but her paint shop doesn't have a proper orange.

Hey, EGE!!! Write Something!!!

 

NO!!!

Why Won't EGE Write?

Is it because she locked her keys in the car with the engine running, and AAA took three hours to show up?

Why Won't EGE Write?

 

Is it cuz I fwew up in her office?

No, One Dog! It's not your fault! Feel better!

Why Won't EGE Write?

Is it because she woke up this morning with a big red pimple on her nose?

1. She did get a bad haircut, too. But that was, like, weeks ago.

2. Also, apparently, she used to box.

Gosh, I Wish EGE Would Get Off Her Toosh and Write Something Funny For Us...

 

 Where did she go...?

Oh, Um, Oops...

Guess how Johnny and I will be spending our New Year's weekend?

Yeah, um, apparently some of y'all will be getting bottle-of-wine gifts for old Christmas Day. King's Day. January 6th. Oops. Sorry.

It'll be fine. Really. The cider's fine. It was just that first bottle that tasted cat. Which is Dublin slang for yuck. And not, you know, literally cat-tasting.

Anyway, as you can see, I remembered to buy batteries for my camera. I bought four of them, in fact, and I'm asking for your help. The next time I say "the battery in my camera died and I know I bought extras but can't find them," will you please remind me that they're in the top right drawer? You know, the one with the envelopes and postage stamps. See?

Top. Right. Drawer. Remember that. And remind me. Thank you.

Oh, and HAPPY NEW YEAR*!!!!!!!!!!!!!




*Which in Irish is apparently "Athbhliain faoi Mhaise Daoibh," but I am way too smart by now to try to suss out the freakin' phonetics of that.