Thursday, November 25, 2010

{Virtual Coffee}

If I was meeting you for coffee today I would probably be meeting you for some turkey as my southerly neighbour is celebrating Thanksgiving. So much to be thankful for. But if I was really meeting you for coffee I would call first and warn you that I have been really sick. Flat-on-my-back-sick for the last week so you might want to stay on the other side of the peep-hole today since I'm quite sure I'm still highly contagious. I am feeling better enough to sit up, walk around a bit although a designer coffee is kind of lost on me since I can't taste, or smell anything.

But if you decided to take your chances and come in for a brew, I would tell you that my favorite little person, this guy

is becoming a master at understating the obvious. The other day he looked at me and said, "Oh, Mom. Your nose is RED." I have been cheating and using toilet paper instead of tissues sometimes and with the amount of blowing I've been doing, well what I've been doing is d-a-m-a-g-e. At least it's festive.

He also informed me one morning I had some good hair going on.

He was right.

And two nights ago, in my delirium, I foolishly tried to broil some tofu I had started marinating LAST Thursday before this virus knocked me out. But I put it in the oven and got distracted. On my way to bed I passed through the kitchen and wondered why the oven was on. Not being able to smell can be dangerous. Can you spell "SMOKE DETECTOR"? So Mr. Understatement has a look and says, "I guess we won't be eating THAT."

Right, but it was so black, I couldn't resist taking a photo of it.

If we were having coffee today, I would tell you that I managed to drag myself to work yesterday and stayed the whole day which usually heralds a little voddy shot when I get home. But the lime juice in the bottom of my shot glass looked a little too much like what I've been coughing up.

So I finished it off quickly so I wouldn't have to think about it any more.

I would also mention that just before I got sick, I had this eight-bite shrimp. I counted them. That guy was huge and tender and tasty. I documented this occasion as well.

I knew for sure I was getting better when my sense of humour surfaced last night, doing homework with this guy.

I dropped the dictionary open to this page and it just lay there. Again, a moment documented for posterity.

Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends. Gratitude is the new attitude.

Visit Amy for more virtual coffees.


Anonymous said...

Oh how I wish you were just around the corner still, so that I could bring you chicken broth, fresh lavender and company to make you feel better .... thank goodness for the innocence of children, huh?
Love, Sally ;)

Snap said...

I was wondering where you were and if you were sick... Ack!!! Hope you are much better and fun post!! :D :D :D :D :D

oreneta said...

I too was starting to nice to hear from you again, and your hair? Amazing. Love it.

Cheryl said...

Welcome back to the land of the living. Missed you!

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tinycaesar said...

Just wishing you a fast recovery. I had just subscribed to your blog when you went silent.
I'd like to join you for that virtual coffee sometime. I'll bring hot scones with my own blackcurrant jam.
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