Friday, February 17, 2006

Sick Day

I can't say I was entirely disgusted when man child #1 threw up all over the place just as I was putting on my makeup. Because now he's home from school and so am I. We're in the couch watching Harry Potter--with a four year old this takes only an hour, because I have to skip through a lot of it. I've got Jane Hirschfield's new book in my lap, and my left and over his little feverish heart.

3 Comments:

At 8:12 PM, Blogger nolapoet said...

Hey cher,

I'll be in N.O. this weekend. We barely squeezed in a trip. Backchannel and I'll give you my cell #.

Robin

 
At 12:29 PM, Blogger Jim Kober said...

Sorry he's sick. Sounds like a good day nonetheless.
I like your site.

Word,
Jim Kober

 
At 10:34 AM, Blogger shann said...

Sorry the boy is sick- but I treasure the memory of those days (not the throwing up part- the part that doesn't involve my clunky 22 year old man-child)

BTW- not having written anything new I read a bunch of your poems out of Digerati at the open mike we hold bi-monthly here in Richmond- they were very well-recieved. (Particularly Li-Po at the Crawfish Boil- but I'm from La Porte, Texas so I probably gave it a little boost in the intro- the others are great also)

 

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