If you want a lesson in being covert…
Look at lowly cold germs…
This year I thought I would escape their wrath…
By not fingering myself.
(if this sounds vulgar, check December 8th's post)
But just the other night, the germs attacked me once again!
“Noooo!” I screamed as I backed up. “Don’t touch me!”
“Mom, he just wants a hug,” my daughter chastised.
“But he’s got snot!”
“All kids have snot.”
“My point exactly! And hidden in kiddie snot are germs!”
“Oh, mom, you’re being silly.”
“Really? Last year each time I was around your kids…
I got sick!”
“I’m not. I swear!”
“Maybe your immune system is weak.”
“Oh I see, blame the victim, right? Not nice.”
“Now look, you hurt his feelings.”
“Oh all right…come here sweetie.”
And so I hugged and kissed my three-year-old grandson.
And now this morning…
Is it coincidence my throat feels scratchy?
And I’m feeling kinda achy?
See what I mean?
Germs are very clever...
Because what grandma could resist…
Hugging and kissing their snotty little grandkids?
Do you boldly go where you know there are germs…
Just to be “relatively” polite?
Or do you keep stealth?
Whatcha doing this weekend?
Are you caught up in holiday hoopla?
Now that I closed on my house yesterday...
I've been given a gift—time
To write, write, and write on my W.I.P.