A quest to make sense of it all. Or a sense to make a quest of it all.

Monday, October 17, 2011

Just sayin.'

Anyone who goes out for ginger ale and Pepto Bismol after you Regan MacNeil the dinner he just cooked for you, then rubs your back, pets your hair, and (fearlessly!) puts an arm around your uncontrollably shivering shoulders...

...definitely deserves a high-five. And difficult, wheat-free baked goods.

Stomach bugs suck. People who risk getting sick to make you feel better? They don't suck at all.

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