2) Naps. Gentle, nurturing naps.
3) My soft, comfy, red couch. It's been my second bed for the past three days as I recuperate.
4) The tacky green-and-pink spare duvet I bought at a now-extinct discount store in 1997. It's been through the wash enough times to wear away any roughness at the seams, and is basically my grown-up security blanket.
5) LL Cool Joe of Joey's Pad gave me this terrifying award:
"The Scary Clown Award is given to blogs with display a great sense of humor... and attitude."
Thanks Joey! As a matter of fact, this clown looks a lot like I've felt for the past few days. Red nose, mouth open for some major coughing, one runny eye that indicates the side with the swollen sinus cavity... I don't have a red-and-white stocking cap, but if I did, I'd be wearing it to keep my noggin warm.
13 comments:
Your comment on buoyancy, floods, and osteosporosis on Ron's blog cracked me up, so I had to come.
And now I see you've been tweeting the British accent (I tweet not; just saw it on your sidebar). I used to be married to a Brit and I swear to you that I never would've associated with the guy in the first place had it not been for that damned accent. His was the Ringo Starr variety. What type is your photographers?
"Can't sleep, clown'll eat me. Can't sleep, clown'll eat me."
I seriously couldn't even look at that clown.
Cxx
oh man that clown is something else!!
so glad you're feeling better
I love the notion of an adult security blanket - I feel that way about my terry robe - it's so old and ratty, I wash it on gentle so it would disappear but it makes me feel so cozy
Not only are clowns creepy they can fit like a million of them in a compact car. Seriously they are worse than roaches.
@whatigotsofar love the Simpson's reference with the evil clown bed :)
Better you than me...congrats on the award. I have a fear of clowns, so I'm glad I wasn't even nominated!
In sickness and in health, naps are a really wonderful thing. Glad to hear you're getting better!
Ha ha, so nice to see the clown's face here!!
So why are people scared of clowns? Obviously I missed out on something when I was a kid!
Buzzardbilly: I'm glad to have you here! The photographer's accent is a very gentle I've-lived-in-Canada-for-many-years-but-still-sound-mildly-British kind of accent.
WIGSF: Exactly. That's one poster I won't be putting up on my bedroom wall.
Claire: I do apologize for the shocking image. It doesn't go with the otherwise g-rated design of my blog. ;-)
Dianne: You wash it on gentle? It must be very fragile. I hope it hangs together for many more years of comfort.
Ron: I've lived with roaches and I'd have to agree. I'd rather have them than clowns. At least roaches are quiet.
Scarlet: I saw a National Geographic film about a woman confronting an extreme fear of clowns. She did eventually get over it through exposure therapy, but it took a lot of courage.
Nilsa: Thanks! I wish I could nap every day, or at least throughout the winter months.
LL Cool Joe: I guess people get traumatized as kids. My ex-husband also had a fear of clowns. We did go to the circus once, but he got pretty creeped out.
The clown scares me.
Geez, and I designed this logo too! I never had this response when I was a Graphic Designer!!
No offense to Cool Joe (nice colors on the clown...I just can't look at him). When I was a kid I was harrassed by a pedophile clown and I haven't gotten over it. I'm working on it though. ;)
Scarlet, what a nightmare! No wonder you can't stand the sight of clowns now. I'm sorry to hear that you had to go through such a thing.
Joe, at least now you know not to take it personally. :-)
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