I have the flu.
My grand kids are disappointed that it is not the swine flu.
Since Pa and I try to make the grands happy as much as possible. I have given thought to going to hospital in hopes of picking up the bug just to bring celebrity to their lives. How many pre-k, first and third graders in cornfield America could brag on that?
"Hey my mom has a cold"
" My brother is throwing up"
"So my dad is throwing up and has diarrhea"
"Well my Grammy has swine flu"
You just can't get bigger points on the play ground, that's headline news stuff. They would be surrounded by bug eyed buddies wanting in on all the juicy details. By the end of the day everyone would know and there would be a hush as they walked down the hall, even the eighth graders would stand in awe.
I can just picture their moment in the sun, Hollywood style.
Soorrrrrry you'll just have to live through the shame of Grammy having the plan old fashion flu.
Thursday, November 05, 2009
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I fear they would expect you to grow a snout & curly tail if you came down with the swine flu. They might be dissapointed that it's not that much different from what you have! :)
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