tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178262878678330798.post6625693976752462919..comments2023-08-20T07:03:13.236-07:00Comments on College At Thirty: I throw truffles in your general directionCollege At Thirtyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10353346026765317698noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178262878678330798.post-25189254803648845662009-11-14T19:43:32.440-08:002009-11-14T19:43:32.440-08:00We're still hoping to dodge the swine flu/zomb...We're still hoping to dodge the swine flu/zombie plague virus. I'm afraid the kids are going to get it...I mean, if *I* get sick, that's one thing, but little ones can't tell you when they start to feel bad.<br /><br />Why'd he think you *let* your fever get so high? Honestly, when I'm sick, I might check my temp a couple of times a day, just because I'm sleeping the rest of the time.<br /><br />Next time Sexy Doc asks, invite him by to check your temperature at regular intervals. :D<br /><br />I'm sorry you're feeling down about your grandmother...I'm the same. Last Sunday, I started crying in the middle of church, to the point Bobby asked if I was okay.<br /><br />It's like you said--missing her voice, knowing she's not going to mail me a Christmas card or talk about her "babies", or call me her "long-stemmed American Beauty"...<br /><br />I love the relationship you had with her--sounds like you both enjoyed a good laugh, even over old jokes. That's the best kind, isn't it?<br /><br />*hugs*Kim Shoafhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15071353498213513868noreply@blogger.com