So I had this horrible stomach virus last night...

And, as usual, got my appetite back around midnight.

Scene: at the diner, after taking a mouthful of chicken rice soup:

Stomach, rumbling thunderously:  WHAT…IS…THIS?!?!??!?!

Mouth:  Oh, Great, Unpredictable Stomach—this is chicken rice soup!  You were pleased by our evening offerings of popsicles, jello, applesauce and dry white toast, and you demanded that we all come over here for either soup or eggs, if there wasn’t chicken soup, remember?

Stomach, continuing to rumble:  SILENCE, IMPERTINENT ONE!!!!

Brain: Oh, geez. I told you not to get dressed and come out…

Mouth:  Oh, Mighty Stomach, the soup doesn’t taste bad…and it came with crackers!!

Renegade Tastebud: Yeah, but they’re those Krispy crackers, not the good Nabisco saltines…

Brain: Hey, you find a diner that doesn’t serve these Krispy brand crackers, we’ll go there.

Renegade Tastebud #2:  Actually, the soup’s pretty salty…

Mouth: Will you guys SHUT UP!?!?  (to Stomach) Besides, we have this lovely cold ice water!!!

Stomach:  Hmm.  Yes.  Yes, you may continue with your “soup.”  And you may Release the Crackers!!!

Eyes:  (roll back into head)

Brain: I suppose that was inevitable…

Stomach:  But not the carrots and celery bits.  Pick those out…

Mouth:  Yes.  Yes, we can do that.  Thank you.

And…scene.

Post office adventure of 2/8

Ok. Nearly an hour in line at the post office could have been massively annoying (well, was a little), but it was actually pretty hilarious. A common enemy will serve to unite a people... the People of the Line. There was one fellow who was pretty vocal and kept up a running commentary about how ridiculous it was that only one person was doing the packages line for most of the time we were in it (another clerk showed up later), but he was very amusing. I pulled out the scarf I'm knitting, when I realized it might be a marathon wait, and several ladies, agreed, "See? She's got the right idea!" There was a strip of broken floor that had caution tape over it, and one lady was telling people not to fall over it, and I said, "but if you -do- fall and you get hurt, do NOT leave to go to the hospital until you have your package if you've already waited this long!!" That got laughs and led to more conversation. The fellow who was keeping up the running commentary took a phone call and was telling the person on the other end that he was on line and someone should make a documentary about it... it would be a "saga." I quipped, "A Trilogy..." When he was done, he got bonus points and a big laugh from me when he said, "And Madame DeFarge here... so what are you making?" I laughed, "a scarf..." He said, "It'll be a sweater by the time you're done here!!" When the other clerk showed up, she called out did anyone have yellow slips (which is picking up stuff from post boxes, as opposed to people with pink slips which is registered or packages that couldn't be delivered to apts.), and I and several other people joyously yelled, "YES!" (By this time I was 8th in line, and the chatty guy was 3 in front of me...) We pretty much danced to the front and gave her our slips and we were high-5ing each other, LOL. The chatty guy was joking, No way!! And we with yellow slips collected our packages and wished everyone else, "good luck!" and went our merry ways. But that was all not as awesome as what was in the box I'd been picking up...But for this, I need my camera...

I've got a unicorn out of whose butt come sprinkles & you don't!!!

I am now the proud owner of the most hilarious tchochke I've seen since I bought my Dad the crabby looking plastic sheep with a Santa hat on that "poops" root beer jellybeans when you press down on it. To cheer me up after having to go to the ER last week, my brother and sister-in-law sent me a plastic unicorn "sprinkle shaker"!! BWAHAHAHAH, you put sprinkles in it, and then they come out 3 holes on top of it's backside. I now need to go buy ice cream so I have something to sprinkle sprinkles on. And if that weren't enough, they also sent a Hello Kitty Pez dispenser.