Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Day Forty-Seven

It is a miracle I can operate this machine.
A guy came to our house to deliver our nebulizer Monday. I didn't hear half of what he said. I was too busy trying desperately to remember who he looked like. That's right. When I should have been listening to the instructions on how to use a machine that plugs into the wall and then connects to my babies face I was too busy mentally picturing what every single male celebrities face would look like if they were a bit chubby and had a full beard. I never figured it out. The look-alike not the machine. The machine I've got down! 2-16-09

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