UGHHHH Dying

Apparently dying of the flu and nesting are not a good combination. Im feeling a powerful urge to lay down and wear my cowboy boots **( see below) and a really powerful urge to scrub in strange places. 

 

This is whats getting me through. I can only find it in one shop thats sort of near us, but when ever I can I grab it. The little boys think its beer so they don’t ask for it and I share with Rod only when he has been a really really good boy. It has to be the Peachee thought cant be their ginger beer or their lemon lime and bitters

 

 

 

 

** Why do cowboys die with their boots on?

So they don’t hurt their toes when they kick the bucket!

Hey I never said that being classy mixed in well either!