He will be 80 soon and still says some of the very same things. If we had rolls at dinner he would hold the basket aloft and ask if you wanted a roll........ "Want a roll?" yes "Get in the floor." He would crack himself up while explaining that if you wanted to roll around, you should get in the floor. It was funny the first ten times or so. Another favorite was "Does your face hurt?" no "Well, it's killing me!!!!" If you are over the age of ten it is just not that funny. But, Daddy likes to entertain himself.
Should he show up today with his question the answer would be yes. My face hurts. Poison ivy, oak, whatever; I am extremely allergic to it. I am miserable. It itches and is hot and tender to the touch. Someone told me to apply Pepto Bismol. I will try just about anything to find some relief. Now it is tight in addition to the itching and hurting. I am in the pink!!
Why am I smiling? I have nothing to smile about. My torso is also a mass of itching rash and I apparently sat in it. I am pink all over. The relief is temporary, though. Feels good as you apply it, then the skins tightens as it dries, and then the sensation of a thousand ants biting you begins. I won't be recommending this remedy. I will stick to the tried and true Caladryl, which now comes in a clear solution. I noticed some new outbreaks on my legs this morning. I am making a conscious effort not to scratch them. If I rub the pad of my finger over the bumps it feels kind of like braille. It is difficult to wear my glasses with this stuff on my nose and under my eyes, so I may need to learn braille ...........
Yes, Daddy, My face hurts and none of my cheeks are smiling. Feel free to have a good chuckle at my expense.