I have been out with bronchitis the last few days. The drugs my doctor put me on knocked me on my ass for two days. This is my first day among the living.

I cleaned the entire house, completed all the laundry, ran errands, cooked an apple crisp, muffins, and brownies.

I don't know if its the steriods in the albuterol or just cabin fever. But the house smells like apples n cinamon with some chocolate, and a little bit of Pine Sol too.

Woa....

can't spell crisp, edit.
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June Cleaver says, "Job well done!" It is a good feeling to get a lot done like that.

Gee, that's swell.

wildgoldenhoney said:

That sounds like something Beaver Cleaver or his brother Wally would say.

I got your swell! ha ha!!

psychodelicide said:

Rats.

KatSkrizzle said:

wildgoldenhoney said:

Don't you think you were a little hard on the Beaver?

JuliePurplehead said:

DEAD!!!

JuliePurplehead said:

And I'm STILL cleaning. I need to sit down.

Oh my God I'm dying, I don't know whether to rejoice, or ask that you turn in your urban hustler-street pop- culture card


But on the real...apple crisp is gooood, Girl....it's my favorite dessert