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.


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...


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...


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...


"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...


Read my lips...

...because I can still barely talk

Sat Dec 29, 02:08:00 PM PST  

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