And Kris was herself again.
One day you wake up, and the cloud that is at least four days of Post-MS irritation and absentmindedness and cranky baby syndrome has lifted, and there You are. Your skin is clear once again and your eyes less Damien and more Gabriel (let it be known that I had to Google an angel reference.)
And on the drive to work you can appreciate the woman sauntering into her office wearing a top crafted from WIDE BLACK MESH (now with 45% more inappropriateness!) and the priest who is a Glamour Do in his black shorts and socks. And the humidity feels like a warm blanket rather than a nuisance. And you’re even looking forward to the embarrassment that will surely be softball, because you know what? It just might be fun. Not to mention that putting that glove on makes you feel just a little bit like a true Sassmonster. Awesome.
And even the plague that is too much broadcast Michael McDonald and this hell beast can’t get you down.
Now you know that’s a good day.
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black mesh! yikes. that stuff should be banned.
I know what you mean: I seriously turn into another person during the week of MS. It’s so unfair, because I swear I’m a rip roarin’ good time otherwise.
Glad your back in your cups, my dear. Have a beautiful day.
I’m just glad you explained they were angels. I didn’t want to have to google it, thanks for doing it for me.
ahhhh SWEET post.
great.
the Arch Angels are Michael, Gabriel, Vincent and the fallen Lucifer.
My pastor always says that he doesn’t want little naked baby angels who lay around on puffy clouds all day protecting him…he wants big strong guy angels with huge swords and the breastplate of righteousness……. I keep this in mind when I’m having a bad day…those big guys are protecting me.
Seriously….a priest with a glamour do…..cute.
so cute.
Even priests care a little. Glad you’re back on the horse.
Good to see the clouds have parted again.
They tend to do that when you wait it out (usually).
What did you and Brilly do last night, hmmmmmmmmm?
Papa and Mama Jorge love you sweetie!
J
Ah, I know that feeling well. When I’m all MSy I continually tell myself that my very intense feelings that I am wronged by everyone in my life are irrational and that I should wait a week before confronting anyone.
And just when I think I can’t bear the burden of everyone being SO mean to me one more second, the MS is over and life resumes.
Damn that Eve for eating that f-ing fruit.
Yay! Love that feeling. Not so much the humidity, but the rest of it, yes. Welcome back. :)
Don’t hate on the mesh.
Sassmonster, practice your infield chatter before you bust it out.
No one wants to hear “We want a pitcher, not a belly itcher.” I suggest patterning yourself after the Robert Wuhl character in Bull Durham. Candlesticks are nice.
I am currently waiting for my clouds to pass to the relief you are feeling. I have felt like either murdering everyone who has crossed my path or committing suicide.
a very good day indeed!
Seriously, I’m coming to all of your games. Brilly and I will find out where they are and you can’t stop us.
You can tailgate at a company softball game, right?
P.S. Do you realize you posted 3 days in a row?
Welcome back, sweetie! No matter who you are, we love you!!!
MWAH!!!
Yay! Welcome back!! Isn’t it a fabulous feeling when you wake up one morning and realize that the storm has finally (even if temporarily) passed? I hope you enjoyed your awesome day ;)
why do we have to justify our moods anyway…so what if i feel like a cranky bitch…are they gonna love me less….i think not! :) but i am happy that you feel better….
Didn’t even have to use your AK…
When you wrote about Michael McDonald and hell beast in the same sentence, I really, truly thought that link was going to go to a picture of the guy who won Idle American.
Oh honey, I FEEL you on this one. And I have 3 more hours until I can have my first glass of vino for the weekend…
Good day indeed! I know I’m having a good day when I stroll into work and am able to not only make eye contact, but ACTUALLY SPEAK TO, the middle-aged white guy walking to his office in Rustler jeans, black orthopedic shoes with velcro straps, white soccks, a black leather jacket with buckles and straps, and a nylon doo-rag.
Totally not kidding.
I thoroughly enjoy your writing and thought you should know! Keep up the sasstastic work.
Whatever you are on, I want some. Pronto.
I am so laughing at the shorts and socks…was he wearing sandals with those socks? That would make it SO much better!
Ha! I saw a guy this weekend who had a black mesh top on…and leather pants. He was in a band…and was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cool.
Errrrr…
What do you look like in wide black mesh?
Michael MacDonald is the devil.
That IS a good day!
And don’t forget:
“ducks on the pond, chickens in the field!”
classic t-ball stuff right there
Could I have some of whatever you’re drinking today? Please?
I need a good day like that. You think Prozac would help?
THAT must have been a good day, for the “hell beast” alone to not get you down, wow. soo true.