Thursday, December 27, 2007

Yes, The Wife's Christmas Dreams Came True

Don't let anyone fool you, there is a God and he hears your prayers...ask the Missus.

I had laryngitis on Christmas Eve and it just got worse through out the Christmas Day. "Silent night?" "Silent day after," too.

8 Comments:

Blogger jewgirl said...

hahahaha. wise ass. sorry about the laryngitis. I've had it. heal quickly, child.

Thu Dec 27, 07:26:00 PM PST  
Blogger Writeprocrastinator said...

Katie-lah,

Thanks and I about a third of my voice back.

Thu Dec 27, 07:51:00 PM PST  
Blogger Bubs said...

Have you regained your voice yet? How did you communicate? Pantomime, or did you carry a little chalkboard around with you?

Fri Dec 28, 07:58:00 AM PST  
Blogger Writeprocrastinator said...

Bubs,

Mostly I croaked a bunch, because I am no Marcel Marceau by any stretch of the imagination. At one point I was going to have the Missus call my uncle and I was going type out my dialogue on the computer.

Fri Dec 28, 03:53:00 PM PST  
Blogger chelene said...

Sorry about the voice, Froggy. If I ever get that I'm going to communicate by Etch a Sketch. I think it will be fun.

Fri Dec 28, 08:35:00 PM PST  
Blogger Writeprocrastinator said...

Chelene,

"Sorry about the voice, Froggy."

That's me all over...only with the hair of Buckwheat.

"If I ever get that I'm going to communicate by Etch a Sketch. I think it will be fun."

Typically, the only other times I contract laryngitis, are right after Niner games. Obviously that wouldn't have happened this year.

An Etch-A-Sketch would make sure that anyone that was helping you out, would be asleep by the time you finished your first sentence on the thing ; )

Fri Dec 28, 11:39:00 PM PST  
Blogger Dale said...

Could you repeat that please?

Sat Dec 29, 08:47:00 AM PST  
Blogger Writeprocrastinator said...

Dale,

Read my lips...











...because I can still barely talk

Sat Dec 29, 02:08:00 PM PST  

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