Hows are you doing today, Cheryl, any better? I hope so.:hug:

I slept for 12 hours last night. Still feeling pretty crappy. I don't think this is going away. :(

Well that just stinks, Cheryl. I hope another couple of nights of sleep like that will help, though.

Hang in there and take care of yourself.

:hug:

Noooooooooooooooooo......grabbing a bunch of peeps and smashing with a hammer.

Taffy, I think she's going to need an IV infusion of those darned peeps. Anyone got a blowtorch so I can melt them down? I think I have one of those meat marinade injectors around here somewhere....

Oh No! I think this is going to hurt. Running from room screaming....:eek:

*tossing Greta Pampered Chef kitchen torch*

Will that do, or shall we get out the biggun'?

*digging through marine welding equipment*

Flygirl, get back here!

*running after FG with ropes and chains*

hopping in airplane, starting engine...

(she thinks she can catch up with me) even with this numb leg and numb right hand I can go faster than her!

OH NO, she's got her scooter on the runway...now what??? :eek:

*Racing past FG to plane*

ROFLMAO!!!!!!

I could not have hoped for anything better if I had planned it!!

*watching TireSlasher run away and leap the fence*

He's so stinkin' cute!

She's dumping me for some cute guy who hasn't even come back to the board from his weekend of "wild whatever" AND I AM THE SICK ONE.

some friend you are.....I will remember this...:p