Day three of the Barkathon 2008: Non-stop coughing punctuated with chitchat about penguins and/or rabbits. We are an obsessive people - we, Miltons - but rarely over the same subjects, making it hard for me to keep up my side of the conversation.
I'm drowning in penguin pictures; fluent in rabbit factoids.
One might ask: Why don't you send her back to school? She sounds lively.
She's not. She's just meeting the prescribed tween girl word quota. It's built in the genetic code.
So, here we sit, waiting for Martha Stewart Living to air; something to quell her mind while I can't do the same for her cough.