I think I’m going to live. It seems I am past the explosive sneezes that drove Jake to nap in another room and my nose no longer drips like a leaky faucet. I still have some scratchy throat issues but compared to a couple days ago I am great. I told Tracey she can’t go on anymore trips because I didn’t get real bad until she left me so it must have been withdrawal symptoms from her leaving.
Alan, Gloria, DD, Mom, Tracey and I went to the Cracker Barrel to dine last evening. The waitress tried to put me into a sugar coma by sneaking some sweet tea into my regular tea glass ... otherwise the food and service wasn’t too bad. It has actually been so long since I have tasted real sugar I had to ask Tracey to confirm that my tea tasted different because it was sugar. It’s a good thing I never liked sweet tea or I might have been tempted to drink it anyway!
I can’t say too much without letting the cat out of the bag (now where does THAT come from and how did the cat get into the bag?) but Noah has been working hard to surprise his girlfriend Denise with some nice anniversary presents. It will soon be one year since they got together and he will be in Hawaii on the actual date. So he has been conspiring all manner of ideas to celebrate the day for her in his absence. I think the boy is in love!
Victoria’s Secret 
I know what Victoria’s Secret is.
The secret is that nobody older than 40 can fit into their stuff.
The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight because by then, your body and your fat are really good friends.
Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today.
Sometimes I think I understand everything, then I regain consciousness.
I gave up jogging for my health when my thighs kept rubbing together and setting my pantyhose on fire.
Amazing! You hang something in your closet for a while and it shrinks two sizes!
 Skinny people irritate me! Especially when they say things like, ‘You know, sometimes I just forget to eat.’ Now I’ve forgotten my address, my mother’s maiden name, and my keys. But I’ve never forgotten to eat. You have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat. |
A friend of mine confused her valium with her birth control pills. She had 14 kids, but she doesn’t really care.
The trouble with some women is.... that they get all excited about nothing and then they marry him.
I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are: eating too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That is my idea of a perfect day.
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