Pre-de-herniation preparation
For the last three (working) days, I've been working a paint job with Dan and his dad. Good stuff. Good money. And I could be working most of today, too, but I felt like I needed a day at home to get my feet on the ground before they are forcibly removed from it tomorrow (when I go in for a double-hernia repair surgery).
Deb is helping me get my stuff together (as per usual). And Emma is playing with G.I. Joe. She took all his clothes off and then presented me with Naked Joe and a blue-ish hair scarf, proclaiming, "Here. Make him look like Jesus!"
I told her he wasn't going to look like Jesus no matter what I did, but she persisted until Naked Joe was wrapped, from shoulder to mid-thigh, in shimmering blue flowered polyester.
He does not look like Jesus.
Regardless, now she's running around the living room, singing:
Oh, Mighty God!
You've got flowers on your robe!
I know you made the springtime,
'cause you've got flowers on your robe.
Oh, Mighty God!
You've got flowers on your robe!
I don't know who put them there,
but they look mighty nifty!
I feel more prepared already, and it's only 10:30 AM.
I have got to buy these kids some decent music...
Labels: broadway musical, things written with the anticipation of drugs
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