Can someone please explain to me where the phrase "get well soon" originated? Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the sentiment of all the friends who have spoken these exact words to me this week, but I find the phrase itself insipid, confusing, and full of extraneous content. For instance, why is the word "soon" just tacked on the end there? Have you ever met anyone who wanted to "get well later"? As for the getting well part...it's physically impossible for most people to control the pace at which their body fights off pathogens and regains health. Unless, of course, you're a believer in the power of positive thinking, in which case I'll leave you to tie knots and blow spit bubbles in a corner.
Marky always makes life interesting for me, because he's awesome like that. Don't you wish you had a cute 'lil brother like mine? If wishes were horses, peasants would ride. Nevertheless, I'll share this snippet of life with Marky with you. :)
Mom had the CD player on in the kitchen, and there was a lady speaking. (She had returned from a women's retreat, and was re-listening to a particularly convicting message.) Marky just happened to bounce by, and assumed the worst.
"Mom, women shouldn't preach."
"Yes, I know, they really shouldn't--"
"Men should preach, and women should sit like chickens and listen."
Mom, laughing so hard she can barely get the words out: "Chickens? How
about something a little more...refined."
"Ok, bald eagles."
Mom loses it.
By way of explanation, Marky offered this pearl of wisdom: "Well, I
figure women are like chickens because chickens just sit on their eggs
all day." :D
I'm going to be so sad when he grows up.
In other news, I want to direct your attention to the fact that I'm maturing, if only slightly, as a human being. Tonight, most of my friends are going ice skating, and because I'm sick I've decided not to go. For most people, this practical application of common sense is neither remarkable or laudable, however, I (rather tragically) am not "most people." One small step for Lois, one giant leap for parents of juvenile children. I do believe this is the first time I've ever prevented myself from having fun. Evidently, I haven't matured enough to let someone else sing my praises...one step at a time. :)
Well, can't think of anything else to post about for now, hopefully I'll get around to something more edge-of-your-seat thrilling, and meaningful, before too long.
BTW, I've already started to regret being mature...
