Today, I share this: Do *not* eat a bucket of parsley, fresh, then drink a fizzy water at bedtime. You *will* be demonstrating the diuretic effect of fresh green raw parsley till, oh, 3 AM. Yep. Guilty! (But I love fresh parsley!)
Also, it's official.
CAT JUGGLING EXISTS!
I just did it!
Ow ow ow. Rubbing alcohol on the result to my arms, not so fun.
See, Lil Miss and Shadow got into it over who was allowe d on my porch, and I picked one up in each hand to separate. Shadow went into Flop Mode, so I had to cradle him in that arm; LilMiss was a windmmill with claws, so I had to shift Shadow to both arms, and get her onto my shoulder, and put Shadow down, and then Spice showed up and *jumped* on me, and Lil Miss jumped off...
Actually, I think they juggled *me*!
My very blonde aunt sent me this joke. It's a classic and a goofy one. (Don't ask how a blind cowboy got anywhere.)
An old blind cowboy wnadered by accident into a biker bar for women.
He foudn his way to a barstool and ordered a coffee. After a minute, he said loudly, "Y'all wanna her a blonde joke?"
A woman sat down by him and explained quietly,
"Sir, the bartender? She's a blonde profewssional wrestler. The bouncer is a blonde who teaches martial arts. The woman at the end of the bar is a blonde Special Forces veteran. And the woman talking to you? Is a blonde who won a gold medal for weightlifting at the last Olympics. Now think hard," said this woman. "Do you reallllly wanna tell that joke?"
The old blind cowboy said, "Nah. I'd have to explain it four times."
Did you at least grin as you groaned?
Laugh today! We are here for each other, and there's always some story about me and animals, so hey, might as well have a giggle, right? Laughter is good!
pain killers trouble. I was prescribed benrenorphin patches because i becamed addicted to abusing tramadol for my pain. I asked to go on patches so i couldnt abuse or get atticted. Im on a 52.5 and a extra 5 so two different strength patches. I tried yday to see what i would feel if i stopped and took off the patches. I went 15 hours without then came bed time and i was climbing the walls in...
My nightmares often center around the bystanders. The people that could have done something...but didn't. Why not? Was I not worth it? Otherwise, they acted like good people. They'd talk to me...just not when anyone could see.