Cute picture, Bo, but you were window peeking in the wrong house, sweetie. LOL...I carried a black plastic trash bag with me from room to room last night because I knew there was no way I was going to be able to kiss any goddess, porcelain or other wise (LOL, Bonnie!). Although kissing goddesses isn't real high on my to do list anyway. Thanks for the well wishes. I probably shouldn't have even posted about it, but when you can't lay down, you can't sleep in your chair (which is NOT a recliner), and you're basically up until 6 a.m., you've got to do something. So I came to my second home. Anyway, I think it's on its way out the door. I'll find out pretty soon because I just drank a little something for the first time in 9 hours. It was only about 24 hours for hubby, and I'm hoping it's the same for me. Fes...I want that picture hanging on my bedroom wall.  Anyway, except for wishing I was still in bed, and I've only been up for about an hour, and a slight headache, I'm a lot better than I was all night! The timing still sucks, though. I've never missed the funeral of a close family member before. The only thing that brings me any pleasure is knowing that hubby is stuck carrying out the trash... |
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