I think I'm feeling a wee bit dizzy. I suddenly feel a terrible pounding in my head. And what are those groans coming from my tummy? My bones are creaking and there's a twitch in my right eye. But no, I have no time to be sick. I have so much to do.
I guess you could say, even though I live here every day, every day is not a day at the beach. I have a feeling the only thing I'm going to see today is the inside of my washing machine. There's so much to do around here I can't even find my own dog!
"Bailey, Bailey, where art thou?"
And I think I should take care of my health and breathe some salt air, and that reminds me, anybody else ever read this poem by Shel Silverstein? It was a favorite of mine to read to my kids when they were small.
Seeeeeeeeeeee ya later!
Love you more than all the hooky I'm playing today.
Blessings from the beach,