I think running around taking care of dad yesterday really took a toll on me. My lungs hurt again, not badly, but they didn't hurt yesterday.
And I know that pleurisy can take a while to get over, so I'm not alarmed. Just wiped out.
So staying in tonight was the right choice. I'm about to go sear some scallops and serve them over lime rice, drink some fizzy drinks (champagne for me, sparkling grape juice for The Boy), watch Big Bang Theory, and call it a year.
Sounds like an excellent plan.
You are all wonderful people and I love you, and it sucks balls that I've never met 99.9% of you.
It sucks balls I've never met 100% of
you.
On that note, a friend (who lives a few miles from me, and who I haven't seen in years) just posted that her resolution is to see as many FB friends as possible in the flesh this year.
Now that's a resolution I can get behind. I think I'ma steal it and try to keep count.
That sounds like a wonderful resolution, and a fun one too!
Harvey is heartbroken and demoralized because when he started pawing the mostly empty box of ping pong balls, I suggested he go find one of the two dozen free range ping pong balls.
A ball in the box is worth two in the bush?
He's already slayed those rouge ping pong balls. Harvey wants fresh prey.
amazingly, if YOU put them back in the box they are fresh. however, sitting wedged behind furniture? totally vanquished.