Last night, I fell asleep watching “America’s Got Talent,” which has to be the worst show ever created (and I love these types of shows). In the morning, I was awoken by Sophia calling for me from the bedroom. It sounded like a cry for help.
“Neil! Neil” she yelled.
I rushed upstairs, and saw Sophia frantically massaging her right leg.
“I have a terrible cramp in my leg!” she said.
I started to massage her leg, even though I was still half asleep. Sophia started to cry. I had enough of this misery. It was time to fix everything.
“Stop it. Stop crying and making those faces! I thought you were listening to those self-help tapes at night so you’ll be positive. SO BE POSITIVE. You told me that this author said if you think you’re healthy, you ARE healthy. So, you’re healthy. Think you’re healthy. You’re making me upset with all this crying and making faces! Enough already! How long is it going to go on?! Get over it!”
Sophia stopped crying, but looked annoyed. Well, at least I got her to stop crying.
“Why don’t you write that ON YOUR BLOG? Let all your female fans SEE THAT! Let’s see if they ooh and ahh now.”
If any of you are thinking of throwing tomatoes, remember — they are very expensive this year.
Note: If I don’t post here for the next couple of days, it means I’m feeling down. But I stil love to hear from you via email or phone. Wait a minute… that reminds me of a song…
(don’t worry, the current ABBA obsession is coming to an end)