Lorinda Birdwhistle: One of my very favorite diarists, and I did click through the invaluable professional advice about relieving pain for RA.
Of course, you need a lot of cucumbers, with all that salad you are making.
After seeing the pictures of both men, I cannot see at all why you would give up Hank for the Klingon looking guy, but what-do-I-know-I-am-just-a-clueless-guy!
It is too bad that Hank falls asleep or watches so many ballgames or . . . all the other well-reasoned avoidances for . . . you know . . .
Maybe someday . . . Hank will be spry. Just maybe . . . If you wait long enough.
Maybe the cucumbers and salad after all.
Maybe the Klingon is livelier? What-do-I know . . .
Keep writing and, better, PUBLISHING your diary, because I wanna see if Hank still has life in him or if the Klingon-guy has faults not yet apparent to us.
I often think some of the things I write are not worthy of commentary as they are such LOW HUMOR. But then you prove me wrong. Time and again. The wheels are turning.
This is so deliciously evil! I'd have a hard time keeping a straight face serving it. Love the expert use of slightly used cucumbers. Waste not, want not 😁
I’m one of those middle-aged wives so easily under appreciated. Love your special dinner.
I wanted to add one thing that’s been on my mind. How about getting a thin layer of dog poop and applying it to the filter of a box window air conditioner or something like one. This way the atmosphere would be poopy for a while. At least until next application.
Lorinda Birdwhistle: One of my very favorite diarists, and I did click through the invaluable professional advice about relieving pain for RA.
Of course, you need a lot of cucumbers, with all that salad you are making.
After seeing the pictures of both men, I cannot see at all why you would give up Hank for the Klingon looking guy, but what-do-I-know-I-am-just-a-clueless-guy!
It is too bad that Hank falls asleep or watches so many ballgames or . . . all the other well-reasoned avoidances for . . . you know . . .
Maybe someday . . . Hank will be spry. Just maybe . . . If you wait long enough.
Maybe the cucumbers and salad after all.
Maybe the Klingon is livelier? What-do-I know . . .
Keep writing and, better, PUBLISHING your diary, because I wanna see if Hank still has life in him or if the Klingon-guy has faults not yet apparent to us.
I often think some of the things I write are not worthy of commentary as they are such LOW HUMOR. But then you prove me wrong. Time and again. The wheels are turning.
Chris Andrews: You have a real gift, and sometimes I spit my coffee through surprise and humor!
This is so deliciously evil! I'd have a hard time keeping a straight face serving it. Love the expert use of slightly used cucumbers. Waste not, want not 😁
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Chris Andrews,
I’m one of those middle-aged wives so easily under appreciated. Love your special dinner.
I wanted to add one thing that’s been on my mind. How about getting a thin layer of dog poop and applying it to the filter of a box window air conditioner or something like one. This way the atmosphere would be poopy for a while. At least until next application.
Stop it, I'm dying here 😂