My life's not an adventure, but it keeps me awake. Sometimes.

I returned to the states in June 2004, and began what I expected to be a boring life. My expectations were not met. Sure some of it is mind-numbing, but I've been having mini-adventures that keep me pseudo-sane.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

9/14 What a day

First of all, I can't talk. Jane and Pete came over yesterday afternoon to watch something I'd taped. I felt fine then. A little off balance, but no pain. Then about an hour after they left two strange things happened at the same time--I lost my voice and my back started hurting. Both things are still around.

Of course they aren't related, but funny they happened together.

I haven't had a cold this year, so maybe that's what's happening. But I have a giant case of laryngitis and Gussie just stares at me and cocks his head when I try to talk.

Remember all the trouble I had with Quincy rolling in the mud, and jumping in the rain puddles? And attacking the water that pumps out from the basement? I thought I would have no problem with my little Lhasa Apso. Well, I was very wrong. He ran around in the rain like Q used to do--positively dancing. It was so cute. Then he rolled in mud puddles. Not so cute. AND he attacked the water coming from the sump pump. Definitely not cute. I had to chase him (not easy in my stupid condition). I swear he laughed at me. What a mess. But of course I laughed too.

Some fun news. A guy I worked with at ComedySportz in Milwaukee is now a regular on FOx's MadTV. So look for Eric Price. He is a riot. I'm so happy for him.

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10 Comments:

  • At 7:14 PM, Blogger Monkling said…

    Do you have your little index cards with messages pre-written on them so that Gussie will understand you?

     
  • At 5:02 AM, Anonymous Andrea said…

    You could teach Gus some sign language!

     
  • At 8:09 AM, Anonymous joe said…

    maybe you're allergic to wet dogs
    Bye Gussie.

     
  • At 10:27 AM, Blogger Beata said…

    It must have been funny seeing you when you run after the wet dog, trying to yell at him, but no voice came out!!! You are such an entertaining to your neighrhood, Mom! ;-) Love you!!!

     
  • At 6:57 PM, Blogger Jer said…

    Monk, you crack me up. Did I do that in NY, Nashville, or Las Vegas? I can't remember, but I do remember you were there.

     
  • At 6:57 PM, Blogger Jer said…

    Good idea, Andrea.

     
  • At 6:58 PM, Blogger Jer said…

    Funny, Joe. But no way is Gussie going anywhere--allergic or not. :)

     
  • At 7:02 PM, Blogger Jer said…

    It was even harder because I can't really run. Just hobble quickly. :) And luckily I have a privacy fence so the neighbors didn't see me.

     
  • At 2:49 PM, Anonymous Cindy said…

    Sometimes it is good for people to lose their voices, though God must know I have important things to say b/c I've only lost my voice ONCE, and I thought it was fun.

     
  • At 6:52 PM, Blogger Jer said…

    Hilarious. And I remember losing my voice in Hawaii and croaking to the doctor and he said he thought it was sexy.

     

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