Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Wee little bitch sammitch

Today was a Good Day. There was crochet time, cleaning time, relaxing time, hockey time (Dear Flyers: please improve your goddamn shootout percentages.), giggle time and silly time.

Perhaps that pile of Good Day is behind my toothache, hungry-hungry-headache & double leg-aches.

Also, a hot bath was had, a delicious dinner, purring footwarmer and a whole book full of Ogden Nash. He wrote most of my most beloved poems and always gives me a hearty chuckle
With his odd timing and meter and winsome habit of swashing a buckle
But I am not as skilled as him,
In writing a splendiferous poem.

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