Can You Smell What Supah's Cookin? And a Guest Post

While you're all awaitng my inevitable and boring return to the bloggin world,  I am ass huggin my couch investing serious  time in Jersey Shore...some Kit Kats  and Annie:  all simultaneously thanks to the " back " button on my remote.

  I can't decide who I'd rather be.. Snooki , a Kit Kat Bar  or Annie.  Tough call.

I'm also seriously considering changing Dbd's name to "The Situation. "  If you don't watch it...  Jersey Shore ... ( good choice) then move on to other news.


In other News;

I puked my brains out and possibly shit myself when I contracted the flu two days ago.  Like dominoes we are all falling.   It has been a Christmas to remember fo shizzle.    I love unwrapping fevers and projectile vomit.  Admittedly, I was looking for the gift receipts so that I could possible return said items before they further hindered our Glorious Christmas Experience... no dice.


I'm asking for a re-do.

THe Flu's Victims:  MnM first.  Then Yep Yep.  Yesterday it was all  Me and then Booger Bear.  Today.. quite possibly Nenny.  We are still awaiting confirmation of Nenny's issues.   We're thinking possibly a bad bout of Queso... or the flu.    


My shining Flu Moment:

When the mini- van driven by DbD careened off the side of the road and released a one Supah out of the  passenger side.  It was almost mystical the scene that then played out.

The car hadnt' even come to a stop before I hurtled out of the passenger side and rolled into a snow filled road gully.  Fighting of thorns and thistles.  Positioning my body for the the oncoming HURL ...  I knew it was all over at first lurch.   It was very fire hydrant in the ghetto on a hot summer day ish.  I was quite proud and I share because I know you all will be proud as well.  This was no wussy boy puking.... I did it up right.

My sister thought I had tumbled out of the car because I couldn't hold it in the other end.  She was mortified and in awe all at the same time thinking that I was seriously going to drop my drawers on the side of the road and let loose.  .5 miles from my home...

   I'm certain that secretly she was wishing she could be like me.  Ass to the world:  baring it all.. no shame just shit.

However, i proved her wrong.  I am not a road side shitter even with the flu.    There is some cooth down deep if you dig way far.


 I'm sure some of you are wide eyed in disbelief.

She was relieved when she saw the fire hydrant  puke display... and then her kind soul... promptly closed the VAN DOORS so that she wouldn't smell what Supah Was COokin.  

I heard the van door sliding shut , slowly and monotonously as I GRASPED FOR CLEAN WHITE SNOW to wash my mouth out.   As I WAS eating SNOW that deer probably shit in... hunting dogs pissed in... they were all concerned for their "smellovision."

 KIND kind souls.



And thus was the beginning of my date with the flu.


 As I ass hug my couch and watch Nenny to see if indeed Queso is rearing it's ugly head or if the flu is fucking her shit up...  I  shall bless you all with a post over at PBD's IFRIEND Monday.


  It's about how I broke up with my first love.  My  maybegay hairdresser CJ.   It's a good one.  One of my favs.

 Leave me a comment so I know you read it.  You can leave it over there.   That's how this kinna shit works.   Got it?  Good?   I think I need to blow chunks.  Later.

  SUPAH'S GUEST POST 

*  updated  to say , " It is not QUESO.  The flu has attacked Nenny. ( my sister)"
xoxox©
supah


* can you also say a prayer, my prayer warriors, for my  highschool Friend A who is pregnant with twins after losing her first baby at 19 or so weeks.  One twin is not doing so well!  Let's pray for some good news soon.

Thank you !
xxoxo