Sunday July 02, 2006
A Sign

Last night was my first attempt at solid food--2 tablespoons of cold spaghettios that came back up. ONE DOES NOT WANT TO VOMIT AFTER A TONSILLECTOMY. I'll just leave it at that. It burned baby, burned.

Today I was able to choke down some jello.

I was remembering a few weeks ago a sign I read in a craft store. I read the sign then called my sister up on her cell phone and read the sign to her as a voice mail.  It said:

"I smile because we're sisters. I laugh because there's nothing you can do about it."