Tuesday, November 22, 2016

under the weather

no blog post today


Megan V said...

feel better soon!

E.M. Goldsmith said...

Get well soon. Rest lots.

Theresa said...

Janet, I hope you revive in time to enjoy Thanksgiving.

Hermina Boyle said...

Rest up and take care of yourself, Janet. Catch up with you when you are feeling better!

Jennifer R. Donohue said...

Boo, feel better soon!

It's that time of year, where sickness fells everybody one by one. I work in a public library, a cold/flu thing ravaged the staff a couple of weeks back. I've been ODing on vitamin C and praying.

Amy Johnson said...

Oh, that poor puppy.

Sending wishes for a speedy recovery, Janet. Would this be a good time for a hot toddy? (After all those mentions yesterday of drinks I had never heard of, I'm trying to use my very limited booze-knowledge to be helpful.) Feel better soon.

Lisa Bodenheim said...

You should nae hae said no to the Scotch!!

That poor pup. And bless you Janet, get well quickly.

nightsmusic said...

Feel better soon!!

I'd post a picture of Red Dobe with a band-aid on his nose this past week in commiseration, but I can't, so here's the link:


Donnaeve said...

Awww. Shucks. What you need is a good dose of turkey, gravy, dressing, mashed taters, shoepeg casserole, sweet potato casserole, English peas, bread, tea...

OR! Waffle House. Yeah. That's what you need! Scattered, smothered, and covered! And, a pecan waffle please. Lots of syrup.

Oh. Wait.

Unless you have a stomach bug.

I sure hope not. Feel better soon...!

Lennon Faris said...

Hope you feel better soon, Janet! Rest & water & Vit C. Hope you can at least feel well enough to read a good book.

LynnRodz said...

Put a little bit of scotch (brandy is better) in your tea with lemon. That should perk you up or make you drowsy...I forget which. Hope you feel better soon!

Steve Stubbs said...

That reminds me of one time I sent a colleague an e-mail that said, “This page intentionally left blank.”

He sent back a response that said, “Thank you, that was very informative.”

Start feeling better soon.

S.P. Bowers said...

Feel better soon!

Madeline Mora-Summonte said...

Take care of yourself, Janet! Sending positive thoughts your way!

CynthiaMc said...

Relax and feel better.

Claire Bobrow said...

I'm going with the greeting card industry Gold Standard: Get Well Soon!

Perhaps the DoY will share her tuna with you...

Jenny C said...

OH no! Take care, Janet!

Colin Smith said...

Janet!!! :( What you need's a good hot toddie. I'll send you some whisky... *remembers yesterday's article*... maybe not.

You know what I think Janet needs? Some Flash Fiction. Anyone up for it? 100 word max. Five prompt words. Let's see...


I would usually offer a story first, but I've only just made my tea, so I'll post one in a little bit. Have at it folks--let's give our dear QOTKU something to smile (or scream) about! :)

Dena Pawling said...

Not as ambitious as Colin, but this book showed up in my twitter feed this morning. Maybe it will help take your mind off your woes


Susan said...

Oh no! If you're feeling half as good as that puppy in the pic, you're really on the outs. Hope you're snuggling under some covers and getting lots of rest. Vitamin C is a must, but so is Vitamin D3--at least 5,000 iu, especially in the winter months.*

*I'm not in the medical field
**But I've taught doctors a thing or two
***So I probably should be

Feel better!

Carolynnwith2Ns said...

That damn weather.

John Davis Frain said...


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E.M. Goldsmith said...

Julie Maybe too many links? Strange. It was a good comment too with all Colin's prompt words and everything.

Lennon Faris said...

OK Colin, I couldn't resist:

Gobble, gobble, turkey and trouble
“Cancel Thanksgiving,” says the farmer, draining the last of his flask. “Damn weather’s makin’ me sick as a dog.”
In the barn, Ms. Turkey lounges, kicking her feet against the empty antifreeze container, musing over her deeds and sipping the farmer’s whiskey.
Gobble gobble 

Craig F said...

Perchance it was just too much discussion on the subject of booze yesterday.

Do rest up and I hope you get over it before Turkey Day. If not you can drop me a line and I'll smoke a turkey for you.

Hope all of you have a good turkey and don't turn into one by talking politics at the table. Amen, y'all

Kregger said...

The Duchess of Yowl looks horrible!
Ms. Reid, I hope you feel better than your cat appears.
Has anyone seen my cheaters?

Kregger said...

You asked for it.

"No, no! Turdogen is not a holiday meal!

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

No. I don't care how much whiskey you soak it in.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Weather or not, I'm not eating it.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

No, you're a sick puppy.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Linus, tell your neighbor to cremate his dog just like everybody else.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Yeah, happy turkey day to you too."


Julie Weathers said...

Yes, probably too many links. I don't have time to break it up. It was my odd contribution to Colin's flash fiction.

I'll leave it with a hope for Janet to feel better soon and a link to my favorite turkey escapade.

Colin Smith said...

Excellent, Lennon and Kregger!! I missed Julie's! Awww... :( Here's my attempt:

"I hear the weather in Istanbul is mild this time of year."

"I have never been to Turkey."

"The sunsets are beautiful. They whisk you to another world."

"Flying makes me sick."

The man smiled and handed me a manila envelope. From the weight and shape, I knew this was no letter.

"Meet at the same time tomorrow. Bring his dog tags as proof. He never stopped wearing them after Iraq. I will not rest until my daughter is avenged."

Claire Bobrow said...

Okay, Colin, here you go:

He called her Turkey Dog.
Silky coat the color of mist on a morning hunt.
Ears smooth and fine as whisky.

He’d found her as a pup, wrestling a holiday carcass from the neighbor’s bin. Afterwards, bits of stuffing clung to his whisker-tickled ears.

He, her savior; she, his comfort.

But years of love stranded them on a foreign shore. No more saving, none at all.
Heartsick, he consented.

She sensed the change of weather before he did.
Bones creaking, she listed to leeward before coming aground at his feet,
To ease his sorrow, as he eased her pain, forever.

Carolynnwith2Ns said...

Okay Colin, you're on.
Winner gets a cake baked by your daughter, right ?
This lead-in is not included in the AMAZING 25 WORDS.
Here goes:

We gave Felix the wonder-dog a smidgen of our whiskey. He ate too much turkey and didn’t weather well. He got sick. We got drunk.

Anonymous said...

What a pitiful looking hound. Hope you feel better soon, Janet!