In a funk

Screen Shot 2016-02-12 at 8.01.46 amOh internet. This week has been very trying to say the least. I had the legit blues for two entire days, where I spent time either lying on the couch or looking in the fridge, searching for something that just wasn’t there. I spoke with my friend Kim, who told me to get onto some Evening Primrose Oil, which I have done.

Chuy woke me up this morning with a well place slap across the face at 5am. It was a metaphor to remind me of the week I had had, if you ask me. Lets take a look back, shall we?

  • Mr Woog woke me at 3am a few nights back in a coughing fit. He turned red and passed out. Ambo called. Hospital admission. Suspected whooping-cough (got the all clear yesterday) but big time chest infection which has since been passed onto Horatio. Glen 20 is my friend. You go Glen Coco 20.
  • My beautiful Step Grandmother passed away.
  • My beautiful Step Father is struggling with his #fuckcancer battle.
  • Donald Trump won the Primary for New Hampshire
  • Greg Hunt won some dickhead award for being “The Best Minister in the World”. What. The. Actual. Fuck.

And although this week has been littered with doom, I did have a few highlights.

  • Ate a Zinger Burger
  • Laughed when doing Huffy Puffy when a March Fly kept trying to eat us and Mrs. Goodman saw it on the yoga mat and belted it into submission, while saying “Don’t fuck with me, I’m from South Africa!”

But that’s about it.

So, tell me about your week?

Bonus points if you give me a giggle, Lord knows I need one.