Monday, 22 February 2010

we are nice people, really

The Coughing Duo were at it again. Raging Cabin Fever, those two, and going back to school tomorrow lungs or not amen getting a bit fractious.

I was staring down at my cup of coffee and wondering how it was possible to not be able to taste it (and really, what a shame when someone else made the coffee for me; shouldn't it always be possible to appreciate coffee made by other hands than your own??) when B made his announcement of his Plans For The Day.

"And then", he said, "It's time to get my pig axe out!"

Fueled on a combination of Buckley's Cough Syrup, Tylenol, and insomnia, I drew myself up from the couch and screeched 'Oh hell no you're not! What kind of a backwoods abattoir am I living in? You will not be killing pigs anywhere near this house*!'

B understands that cough syrup gives me the stupids. So he ignored my righteous frothings and carryings on, instead showing me a long smooth bat of white ash.

"My pick-axe, Jess. It needs a new handle."

'Oh', I said, meekly. 'I think I need a nap.'



 *It should be pointed out here that Bear has never slaughtered a pig. We don't own any pigs. We have no pigs as neighbors. I have no idea what the hell I was thinking.

9 comments:

kyooty said...

Oh it must be in the air because i'm sucking back Hot Chocolate to get the thick in my head to move, the 4 cups of tea didn't work. Amazing what we can hear in our almost not quite oh but I should be asleep.

Mommy, I'm Home said...

I didn't know that pigs run wild in Canada...

Jen on the Edge said...

That? Is FUNNY!

Jen on the Edge said...

That? Is FUNNY!

Angewl said...

hahahahaha Funny!

Dory said...

I would DEFINITELY blame it on the cold meds!

Sorry to hear about your barfy kid on Twitter today!

apathy lounge said...

We are, as Dooce so aptly put it, the official House of Cough. I get this post. I really do.

Stomper Girl said...

And when you think about it, there probably actually isn't any such thing AS a "pig-axe", designed specifically for the hacking up of exclusively beings of the porcine variety.

Or am I just being naive to think that?

MsCellania said...

Because the weather you're having is causing you to think about MURDER, that's what.