Hearing me speak right now brings to mind a 6 pack a day smoker or stoma patient. Whispering for my dogs to "SHUT UP" because they are barking at 6:50 in the morning. I know dogs have great hearing mine can hear a squirrel fart at 50 yards and run barking after them. Can they hear me? no. Yesterday, as I was feeling about ready to drop I had to go to the store. Of course that is when I run into a "girl" I knew in high school. She stopped to say hello and then upon hearing my voice and seeing my dark circles for eyes she shuddered in her step and kept right on walking leaving me talking to her back. (I had just brushed my teeth and had not had garlic or poppy seed bagels in days) Why did I not just nod imperiously and walk on myself?
I think I know why. It was novel to sound like froggy from "Our Gang" but now the novelty has worn off and I am ready to sound like myself again. Phone calls are impossible and when my friends stop laughing they tell me that it is hard to hear me and that I should rest my voice. Which translated means "That rasping noise coming from your mouth is making the hair in my ears hurt. Stop talking"
So I guess blogging is the way to go. Aren't you lucky, I could have called but instead I caught you up with a blog. I just figured out why the dogs haven't been coming when I call. My voice is on a frequency that even they cant hear.
