I have a higher and grander expectation of life than average and everyday, but I am a realist and understand that life is 90% mediocre and 10% amazing; I can lie to myself, living as ignorance is bliss, but Instead, I choose to enjoy every bit grand or low.
-- Softhearted
A Single, MSW Student, & Self-confessed hardhead (1986 - ?)

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

A Post for an Amazing Poster


I've been gone for a long time, not posting or reading bI am writting at the request of a dear friend. I would like to send a prayer and a good word to a Post to Poster Sandy Kessler. Sandy is ill and needs support and strength. Sandy we are all here for you.

Here is a few sweet words for you strength, from an unlikely source...GET WELL SOON SANDY!!!:

Sick
'I cannot go to school today, 'Said little Peggy Ann McKay.'
I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more-that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut-my eyes are blue-It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke-My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched,
my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk,
I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is-what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is...Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play! '
---Shel Silverstein

1 comment:

Kat Mortensen said...

Ah, Courtney! So sweet, you are.

I'm sure Sandy will love this.

Glad to see you in my update list at last.

Kat