Not sick… sick… not so sick anymore.
Yesterday, I was feeling unwell. Today, I am feeling less unwell. This cold has been an absolute blast and all, but I’m ready for the day when I don’t need to give Cheryl the daily report on the color of my ejecta.
Would you believe that the automatic spell checker on my word processor did not recognize the word ” ejecta “? What is this world coming to? Next time you’re out in public, do your little dictionary a favor and work the word “ejecta” into your conversation. You’ll be glad you did.