This Is Getting Ridiculous

Infested Congested

Requested (Stay Away)

Detested

At least my family love me.

From a distance.

Virus Infected Cells (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Or, put another way: I’m milking a mild head cold for all its blogging worth…

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Happy Birthday, Bluebee

English: A Blue-banded bee (Amegilla sp.) collecting nectar from a Lantana camara flower.  (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Bluebee lives Down Under.  I’m not smart enough to be able to turn this text upside down so she’ll have to make do with being backwards instead:

Eebeulb ,Yadhtrib Yppah

Or this:

Bluebee, Birthday Happies

Maybe this:

H
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B
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B
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That last one came out like this at first:

H

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B

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It was an easy mistake to make – there are a lot of open spaces in the outback…

Australian Blue Banded Bee (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Bluebee matches interesting photos to interesting poetry.  She is always worth a look.

Happy Birthday, Bluebee.  Here’s your Birthday Poem

Happy Birthday to you
Bluebee don’t be blue
Be Smilebee, be Laughbee,
Be Grinbee, not sad
You’re older, you’ll moulder,
Be bolder, be glad.
Happy Birthday to you
Dear Bluebee, woo-hoo!

(Hey, if you want great poetry, you’ll have to write your own)

PS I couldn’t use your image because you are obviously an evil genius who won’t allow anyone to lift your picture.  

Kudos.

If you would like a birthday poem written in your honour, leave your date in the comment section.  Please write the month because different countries have different ways of writing dates (are you listening, America?).

 

Joke 569

金寶湯 Campbell Soup (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Seven Stages of the Head Cold (Marriage Style)

1ST YEAR: The husband says, “Oh, sweetie pie, I’m really worried about those nasty sniffles you have! There’s no telling what that could turn into with all the strep that’s been going around. I’m going to take you right down to the hospital and have you admitted for a couple days of rest. I know the food is lousy there, so I’m going to bring you some takeout. I’ve already arranged it with the head nurse.” 

2ND YEAR: “Listen, honey, I don’t like the sound of that cough. I called the doc and he’s going to stop by here and take a look at you. Why don’t you just go on to bed and get the rest you need?” 

3RD YEAR: “Maybe you better go lie down, darling. When you feel lousy you need the rest. I’ll bring you something–do we have any canned soup around here?” 

4TH YEAR: “No sense wearing yourself out when you’re under the weather. When you finish those dishes and the kids’ baths and get them to bed, you ought to go to bed yourself!” 

5TH YEAR: “Why don’t you take a couple aspirin?” 

6TH YEAR: “You ought to go gargle or something, instead of sitting around barking like a dog!” 

7TH YEAR: “For Pete’s sake, stop sneezing. Are you trying to give me pneumonia? You’d better pick up some tissues while you’re at the store.”

source: http://www.jokebuddha.com/joke/Seven_Stages_of_the_Head#ixzz296oDb1cY

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To be fair to the Hub, he is looking after me as if we had only been married three years.