So busy day. Oh no. Guhro-soo-rees coming. No time blog. So sad. Dis-a time, cold relapse, too. Poor mommy. Never listen, have to work work work all time. So busy. So sad. Should call-a guhlandma. She could be dead. You wouldn't know. So busy. So sad. Poor mommy. Okay. Bye.
(Channeling the MIL is F-U-N! I am also enjoying my version of James Brown Ow! Hey! Watch me now! Git on up! with my hoarse voice.)
Seriously, I have much hectic activity going on today, which should either finish me off, furnish me with buckets of comedy material or fill me with pride at all my accomplishments. Bah! Bwahahahahaha! That last one is positively golden.