Sick tummies and judicious girls

 

My Mikey, I love you

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Today, I’ve had a sick tummy.  I put cayenne pepper on my sandwiches this morning, and boy have I paid the price.  I intended for it to clean me out, but not ALL DAY!!!!!!

Maybe I’ve got a stomach bug.

Mikey’s still sick, too, so this timing is far from perfect.  Then, Elisabeth woke up on t-totally the WRONG side of the bed.  She told Mikey and me that we needed to decide what’s for supper, and she doesn’t want anything in particular.  We asked her about several things, but she kept being evasive.  She said something easy to fix.  I mentioned our old standby of chili pie.  That’s junk food, she says.  Well, goddamnit, make a fucking suggestion, you little judicious princess!

I cleaned up the kitchen, because Miss Thang (Elisabeth) was talking about how messy the house is.  I’m getting tired of her throwing her new-found weight around the house.  If she doesn’t like the way the house looks, she’s more than free to do something about it.  She thinks she shouldn’t have to.  And why not?  Is her stay here to be free of responsibility, too?  I think not!

Anyway, she’s cleaning up in the bathroom right now.  I’m about to go out on the porch to smoke….and maybe barf, because my stomach feels horrible.

All is well.  Cranky, but well.

Love,

Jack