Day 32 - Finally Together and demure Snowflake

Still sick. Fever comes and goes, sinuses are congested, throat feels like it's constantly on fire, slight dry cough, and I have the croaky voice of a 70 year old man who smokes 10 packs a day.

I spent most of today resting up in bed. While I was awake, I checked my work e-mail and started reading an e-mail entitled "Finally Together" which Michelle had sent through:

Judy got married and had 13 children. Her first husband, Ted, died of cancer.

She married again, and she and Bob had 7 more children. Bob was killed in a car accident, 12 years later.

Judy again remarried, and this time, she and John had 5 more children.

Judy finally died, after having 25 children.

Standing before her coffin, the preacher pray or her. 

He thanked the Lord for this very loving woman and said, "Lord, they are finally together."

Ethel leaned over and quietly asked her best friend, Margaret.

"Do you think he means her first, second or third husband?"

Margaret replied, "I think he means her legs, Ethel... her legs.."

Whilst still laughing at the joke, I looked over at Snowflake who at that moment appeared exceptionally demure and ladylike. How appropriate!