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Dear Martha,
Your letter pulled me from a pit of despair. If ever there were awards for "Surviving Multiple Plethora of Childhood Illnesses", I would be inducted into the Hall of Matriarchal Fame.
The triplets have developed a chain of cursed plagues: Influenza, chicken pox (despite the vaccine), strep throat, ear infections, and worms (?).
Is this God's thunderbolt of retribution for swearing during Mass? Loudly swearing at Clarisse-the-She-Devil, the mistress of of insubordination?
As you know, my house was never a museum, but now a City Inspector would cover the house with "Condemned" yellow tape.
Must go. Alex-the-Spontaneous is vomiting on the cat. Christopher-the-Wild is smearing the vomit on the bathroom mirror.
Your sister,
Mary-the-Desperate
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The underlined words were provided by Delores on October 14, 2014; that post is being re-posted. We are moving, but it just doesn't feel right to not post,..
Funny!
ReplyDeleteI would never vomit on the cat though.
lol the cat may hold a grudge after that
ReplyDeleteBig smiles. And vomiting on the cat is dangerous. Vomiting on the dog a different matter.
ReplyDeleteI hope your move is going as well as it can and you are not tooooo tired. Yes, I know, an impossible hope.
Oh poor Mary! Triplets and all of them getting all their sick days over and done with at once.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of the chicken pox week here: two children with a few spots and a third with barely a centimetre of skin that wasn't spotted, then the middle one got mumps as well.
Got the house all packed up yet?
Triplets?!? Eeek! From what I hear, twins are hard enough.
ReplyDeleteOne fine fictional, I hope, creation.
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful evening.
Thanks for coming by to visit.
Snort, giggle, heehee!
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