Thursday #149 - Come All Ye Sickly
So, our dear bartender had his internet taken away again
so I emailed him and he said it was OK for me to open the bar. He sounds sick.....I'm sick.....my Mom is sick....thus the theme for this week.
There is a stack of blankies and pillows by the door, help yourself but don't bump into mile high stack of kleenex boxes. As well as the usual "medicinal remedies" there are also some drug store stuff. When I was down in LA last weekend I picked up some Airborne...amazing stuff if you take it early on. Now, we must be careful...don't want any alcohol and drug interactions going on.
Oh yes, and I give a great massage...just ask Gini and Sara!
So curl up by the roaring fire, stay warm and enjoy a "Hot Toddy"....no comments from the peanut gallery...
Feel better everyone!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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