I lost a few battles, but I believe I've won the war with this cold. Sure, I've had to cede a sinus cavity or two. I'm not the superpower I was before. But, the defense budget has been dramatically increased by a unanimous vote. I'm off to the pharmaceutical aisle at Target shortly.
The war would have been over sooner had I not faced such resistance from my allies. Everyone knows a good night's sleep is an invaluable weapon in this sort of struggle. But when The Governor wakes at 1:30 a.m. with a foot cramp and The Senator comes upstairs at 3:45 a.m. to tell me he's disappointed with me that I didn't come down and say good-night to him (I did; he was already asleep), well - it's hard to placate friends and stave off foes at the same time.
The ravages of war have taken their toll on the household. The Red Cross may need to be called in to deal with the mountains of dirty clothes.
I wonder if I could get Sean Penn to sit in a laundry basket and try to paddle his way to the washing machine?
Posted by Cathy at February 13, 2006 11:11 AMDon't forget the film crew and kegger cup.
Posted by: aelfheld at February 13, 2006 03:45 PMBe nice. I'm sure Sean Penn is very busy being useless at some other location.
Posted by: Sheriff Bart at February 14, 2006 09:55 AM