"My mind feels like a frog in a blender"
My Jaliya
My Jaliya
Dear readers, please excuse the seeming bizarreness of the above statement; it was originally made by my darling girl a few years ago after her mother died. Another term could be "discombobulated" -- a somewhat distracted state of mind. (Jaliya sez: "The blender was on whip!")
I loathe Spring colds; I was saying to Jaliya today through sniffles and hacks that I had made a grievous error in making the statement a few days ago: "I'm so fortunate to have escaped being sick this winter" -- an example of "Watch what you ask for/ say -- you may get it."
So here I sit, sniffling and snuffling and generally feeling like "poo", and my darling, knowing what I'm like when sick, is making me chicken soup :) , and generally loving me from a distance (smart girl ).
I really don't know why I'm writing to you of this; I guess it's a fulfillment of the belief, "Misery wants company," and if that is true (honk, hack, aaaachooooo) I'm terribly sorry.
Chicken soup is here ... Time to go. Be well in yourselves and bless you all.
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