I think the security people were starting to watch me by the time we accidentally bumped into each other and started on the ‘where the heck have you been/but I told you’ conversation which we seem to have so often. At least, I got the exercise my doctor wanted me to have.
Speaking of that doctor, his nurse just called to tell me my girly-parts looked great. Um, can I rephrase that? Well, no, that’s what they said. Well not quite. Can I just shoot myself now, please? There is no chocolate in this house. I know where there is an empty M&M’s bag I could inhale though…
Oh—Robyn’s glasses were about half the price of mine. Talk about adding insult to injury. I’m going to go do something studly now, like practice my sword strikes—then I’ll go do the quilting, lalalalala (oh s**t, was that the
