How do you know it’s a bad morning?
It starts like this…Beep!
Beep! BEEP! BEEP! You slam your hand on the alarm button,
roll over and try to open your eyes.
Wait a second! It feels like your
eye is glued shut. One eye opens but the
other just won’t. What, you wonder, is
going on?
You jump out of bed faster than a jackrabbit bouncing in clover and
race to the mirror. And then you see
it. Your face is taken up by a huge,
swollen eye with creepy, crawly
green
goop seeping through the crusty eyelashes. You can’t help it…you let out a scream—
“MOMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!”
She knows just by the sound of your scream that this one is
serious. She flies up the stairs, takes
one look and says, “Honey, you have pink eye and we’re going to the doctor”.
Pink eye? You think. How
does she know my eye is pink when I can’t even get it open?!?
Check Back on Monday for a Less crusty, Less creepy, More happy, ME!!!
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