House of the Parentals

So. I am laughing to myself because my Mutha packed for me four oranges to take home after yesterday's visit and the reason she packed four oranges is that she exchanged the eighty seven bananas she was going to give me with the four oranges because I told her I already had ten bananas. (And we can discuss exactly why I have ten bananas at another time=two words=The Shish.)

That's fourteen hunks of fruit for one person. What am I? A monkey?

Anyway, sometime in the night and I'm going to say it was in the 1:30 AM zone, out of the blue, I woke up with the sorest of sore throats. I mean like ewwwyuck + where did that come from? kind of a sore throat that I have not had in ages.

So, now it is this many hours later and there's two oranges left. Two down two to go.

Is my Mah psychic or is my psychic my Mah?

(And yes Mother/not to worry/ I'm fine.)