Whisky Celebrations
It’s been a long, hard week, and not a good one, either. I always feel the need here to say “Everything’s ok, you know, with the kids and Alastair and the job. We’re all intact (can’t say the same about
Sleepwalking
A few nights ago as I drifted off to sleep in a sleepy haze of mild narcotics (thank you, still-healing jaw), I started to scope out the lay of dreamland. There I was, dressed in a white shirt and jeans,
Entertainment While You Perspire
So we’ve been on a – – Wait a minute. Are you one of those people that gets extremely twitchy when someone starts a sentence with “So”? There are people out there like that. Alastair is one such person, he
The Stand Bys
I have been knocked for six with the surgery. I’m completely exhausted and feel like a zombie, one whose face and jaw do not move. I’ve had surgery before, this isn’t new to me, but being this wiped out certainly
Oops I Did It Again
I had surgery yesterday on my jaw. It hurt like a motherfucker. In case, you know, you were wondering. My lovely consultant and I went over the options, and we both agreed to go for the less invasive surgery called
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