The Santa Ana winds kicked up here the week of Halloween. Which was wonderful for sunshine and warm temps, but horrible for my allergies. In short, by Halloween I had lost my voice completely. At best I could barely whisper. I met Mike at the church Halloween party Saturday night (he left before me to pick up candy for the trunk or treat.) and this was the sight I was greeted with.
The skeleton hands on the shirt even look a little like sign language.
I couldn't talk to anyone really, they were afraid of getting sick--even though allergies aren't
contagious--but I couldn't talk to explain my predicament. Instead I spent the evening laughing at my silly husband.
He doesn't like to see me sick, but he sure does like to make me laugh.
The skeleton hands on the shirt even look a little like sign language.
I couldn't talk to anyone really, they were afraid of getting sick--even though allergies aren't contagious--but I couldn't talk to explain my predicament. Instead I spent the evening laughing at my silly husband.
He doesn't like to see me sick, but he sure does like to make me laugh.
1 comment:
That made me laugh, too! Those ears are awesome. =)
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