Just Stuph!
Stuph Item 1
If The Katt Box goes quiet suddenly please don't be alarmed. No, the Bogeyman (Psycho) hasn't gotten me, something else has, something worse! 'Flu.
Most people hate catching this little critter but (unintentionally indulging in a display one-upmanship) it's worse for me. Specifically when Maw finds out that her darling baby girl is ill. Me Maw is the Queen of the "I can outdo you in horrible diseases" game. Every time I come down with something I am treated to explicit and gory details of Paw's phlegm content in his chest, the phlegm content in her chest and the phlegm content of the microwave, her neighbours and the stray dog that sauntered past their complex that morning. She loves the word PHLEGM!
Oh, she does fake concern eventually and ask me if I am taking anything. Yes, Mom, nicotine and caffeine.
Stuph Item 2
Neocounter has dished out new HTML code for the cute little visitors with flags counter. And I couldn’t be bothered to figure out what the hell they want me to do to get the new code. So, it is being nuked until I could be bothered.
Stuph Item 3
Flyboy is departing for the City tonight! I know, we have a psychopath on the loose, I am half dead with microscopic virus and he is buggering off to Gauteng to fetch a plane. Well, many aviation junkies would argue that he has his priorities straight.
Stuph Item 4
Can someone just please explain to me the logic behind cleaning house? You go through the whole process of spitting and polishing and two minutes later it looks like a tornado hit. What's the point?
So, in true domestic slobbery I have decided I am going to spend the rest of the day curled up in bed (if I can find it under all the unfolded laundry) with a book and let the little microbes and bacteria take over the laboratory that used to be called the kitchen. As long as they do it quietly!
If The Katt Box goes quiet suddenly please don't be alarmed. No, the Bogeyman (Psycho) hasn't gotten me, something else has, something worse! 'Flu.
Most people hate catching this little critter but (unintentionally indulging in a display one-upmanship) it's worse for me. Specifically when Maw finds out that her darling baby girl is ill. Me Maw is the Queen of the "I can outdo you in horrible diseases" game. Every time I come down with something I am treated to explicit and gory details of Paw's phlegm content in his chest, the phlegm content in her chest and the phlegm content of the microwave, her neighbours and the stray dog that sauntered past their complex that morning. She loves the word PHLEGM!
Oh, she does fake concern eventually and ask me if I am taking anything. Yes, Mom, nicotine and caffeine.
Stuph Item 2
Neocounter has dished out new HTML code for the cute little visitors with flags counter. And I couldn’t be bothered to figure out what the hell they want me to do to get the new code. So, it is being nuked until I could be bothered.
Stuph Item 3
Flyboy is departing for the City tonight! I know, we have a psychopath on the loose, I am half dead with microscopic virus and he is buggering off to Gauteng to fetch a plane. Well, many aviation junkies would argue that he has his priorities straight.
Stuph Item 4
Can someone just please explain to me the logic behind cleaning house? You go through the whole process of spitting and polishing and two minutes later it looks like a tornado hit. What's the point?
So, in true domestic slobbery I have decided I am going to spend the rest of the day curled up in bed (if I can find it under all the unfolded laundry) with a book and let the little microbes and bacteria take over the laboratory that used to be called the kitchen. As long as they do it quietly!
posted by Katt at 10:32 am
9 Comments:
TwoFlower: Oi, I hope you feel better soon too. And I must say, I really do approve of your logic regarding the slobbery.
I presume you have to be phlegmatic when it comes to dealing with Maw.
Is the "snollie patrollie" gang-
ing up on you again?
Tell 'em to VOETSEK!!!
Get well soon Kitkat!
:)
Chitty: Glad you are feeling better. Wanna swap? With regards to cleaning, your idea holds merit however I would have a couple of problems applying it. The parentage refuse to drive on farm roads for starters. And honestly, I would rather indulge in a biological experiment in my kitchen than hear about more PHLEGM!
Kyk: In a lame attempt at Cap'n Jack Sparrow humour - harty har har!
GincoLeaves: Do these goggas understand Afrikaans?
What? You clean your house? Ag nee man...that's no good, girl. Houses need to gather dust..it's good for them. And you build up an amazing immunity from the dirt and never get sick.Clearly, your flu is the result of housework. Be like me - become blind to it all. You're much happier that way...promise.
Geena: Another solid argument for slobbery. :-D Of course you realise that Kyknoord will never allow us to win a date with him after reading all of this?
Hmmm. I hear there's a guy in Cape Town who will clean house just for a soggy chocolate biscuit! Want me to send him over? *wink*
=^..^=
Whippy Curly Tails: Hi! Love your blog, by the way. :-) Hm, this guy in Cape Town commented a while ago on Shutterjane's website that he vacuums naked. So, yup, send him over. :-)
Lame? That's rich coming from the Queen of Elephant Jokes.
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