Happy gobble-gobble with a side of smallpox to you! Hope you had a lovely and low-stress holiday. My mother, sisters, their spouses and children all traveled to Carlsbad, CA for the holiday. This is less than an hour’s drive from The Exes (or at least it was, last time I
1. I made a joke about bidets in a text to my sister, and now all my advertisements are about ass cleaning devices. As far as the art of ass cleaning goes, isn’t there like… one type of product they’d be attempting to sell you, two at most Anne? LOL.
Coolcoolcool, so while I was sitting here waiting to decide if my symptoms (shortness of breath, hyper-vigilant edges with gooey fatigued interior, sweaty feverishness) indicate a) Coronavirus or 2) hypochondria or C) impeding panic attack, I remembered I forgot to tell you a tiny tidbit of embarrassment. THIS WILL NOT
Tuesday before our Friday departure, my mother left a message to call her, she had some information that would change the holiday plans. Turns out, she had a blood clot in her leg, that she’d known about when I’d seen her in person at a child’s athletic event some weeks
LIKE ONE OF THOSE VICTORIAN BITCHES WITH A CONVERSION DISORDER Hi! Since we last talked, my body has been freaking out a little. My fingers have erupted into an itchy lizard skin of tiny blisters. Husband thinks the cats have been prowling through the nettles, and when I pet the