Monday, December 23, 2013

Do the Dizzy Dance

Last Thursday, as I was clutching my mattress for dear life certain that the world had gone spinning out of control, Terese was calmly sitting next to me trying to help me figure out what the heck was going on.

It didn't take long to find out. Thank goodness for cell phones sitting on bedside tables and advice nurses and friends who also have weirdo inner ear vestibules.

I related my adventures the next day to my friend Naomi, who was indignant that I didn't call her as well so she could have joined the party.

Oh, right. I said. Sure! It was a real hoot. I'm glad you guys think vertigo is so entertaining..

Naomi chuckled.

So yesterday while we were eating lunch at a restaurant, I shared the story with Daughter #1, who thought that the idea of me feeling like a spinning record on a turntable while my friends partied was a hilarious image. So she quickly sketched us on the paper placemat. Even added Lulu.

Party on, dudettes.