Distracted by my plight, I started paging through the blog, revisiting random moments in the lives of Me, Beth and Ellie (there's no way to make that grammatically correct without sounding like an ass). I thought I'd look and see what I had posted on this date during our first year, fresh out of the gate and overflowing with blog fodder. I loved both of the posts I put up that week, but one had a really bad title. This one, though? Perfection. If I do say so myself. Please enjoy a rerun, and be thankful that it's not a tv show review :
Monday, October 13, 2008
I couldn't help but notice that there was something odd about this suitcase....
Labels: by Jacquie
It almost looked like someone was trying to claw their way out of it.
Oh hello there! Were you resting in that outside zipper pocket?
Girlfriend, what happened to your forehead?
And look at your poor doggie, up there on the bed
His sutures are harder to see, but I count at least nine, right there in the abdomen.
How will you keep him from chewing and scratching at them?
Could all of this misfortune have been inspired by actual events?
We might have another surgeon in the family after all, Dad!