Talk Like a Pirate Day

I am SO SAD that I didn’t get to dress up Max like a little pirate today.
Especially since our #2 “It’s Playtime” sound is:
“ARRRRRRRGH”
(#1 is “GRRRRRR!”)
I do apologize for these scintillating posts of late. I was hit by the Bone Eating Zombies Virus on Wednesday night and although I keep thinking I feel fine, whenever I try to attempt anything beyond the tiniest achievements (make soup! do load of laundry! write some of sermon!) I have to drag myself to bed and recover with a three-hour nap. There is apparently some kind of vaguely aching rubber-based structure where my skeletal system used to be.
But I be a hearty lass and shiver me timbers, they’ll have to gouge out me eye before ya catch me caterwaulin’ about it agin! Pass the rum!