Sunday singin’

As I type this, it’s snowing, but we’ll probably just be left with slush and ice Sunday morning, and it won’t stay cold enough (they tell us) for it to stick around, thank God. However, as always happens every time there’s a temperature shift like this, I’ll probably be dealing with yet another cold (I usually spend most of January sucking on cough drops and orange juice. I’d usually be sipping on Zarbee’s cough and sore throat drink as well, but I have to conserve what I have left because apparently they don’t make it anymore.)

But as long as it’s not covid, I’ll be happy. With surgery coming up in a few weeks (and joy, I’ll be tested beforehand; I think I’m more nervous about that than the surgery), I don’t want to take any chances, which means I’ll be masked up anytime I’m in public, which won’t be much except for the week I have to train someone to fill in for me while I’m out.

You really would think we’d be out of the woods on this thing, but no. Sigh. And so we look to our favorite family parodists. (Apologies for the kinda-blue ending to the second one.)

Encanto earworms are the best kinds of virus.
I’ll let you guess when I completely lost it on this one.

6 thoughts on “Sunday singin’

  1. Good luck with your surgery. I got two new knees last year, with operations squeezed in between covid spikes. While I was hoping for self-walking knees, it turns out that I still have to do the work. At least I’ve stopped moaning and groaning.


  2. So sorry to hear about the upcoming surgery. Never fun. Be sure to ask the attending docs and nurses if they’ve been fully vaccinated! (And BTW, I felt compelled to borrow that “Oklahoma” parody, with credit to you. Hope you don’t mind.)


    • I have my pre-op appointment Tuesday. My hospital tends toward high vaccination numbers, so I’m not too worried about that. The surgery is in three weeks, so I’m just bidding my time at the moment.
      Feel free to use the video! The Marsh Family is great. And now we know that the two boys have definitely hit puberty! 🤣


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  4. My aunt had both of her knees replaced with artificial knees. She liked to boast that she would set off the metal detector at the airport whenever she tried to travel by airplane.


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