Sunday, December 20, 2009


Sung to the tune of O, Christmas Tree:

O, my migraine
O, my migraine
You bring such neon flashes.
O, my migraine
O, my migraine
I lie down 'til it passes.

But when I rise from my dark room
I feel I'm still in a vacuum.
The pain's still there
it's everywhere
right down to my eyelashes!

(Two days and counting...)

And here's a little 20-Minute Challenge sketch done in my newest Exacompta sketchbook. It's a bit of an exercise bike we have called a Health Rider (not really a bike).


Joan Sandford-Cook said...

So sorry. Hope it goes soon.

debwardart said...

At least you keep up your humor! And I DID SING ALONG!!! Too funny!

Ann Buckner said...

Ouch Rhonda. Feel for you. Feels like it has been so long since I visited and enjoyed all of your posts.

RH Carpenter said...

It did linger a bit longer than usual, Joan. Thanks for your good wishes. Deb, glad you enjoyed the migraine carol :) hee hee
Ann, yes, it wasn't fun. Probably a bit of the weather, too - my head is often like a barometer! I know you are busy getting things ready for the holidays :)