Tuesday my attorney took me to lunch. Yesterday Attorney B took me to lunch. Today the office manager took the April birthday people (legal secretaries and admins) out for a treat. I am immensely grateful for all of this culinary esteem, and if it continues I shall be greatly immense.
I am thinking that Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego had it right when they refused the king’s meat and asked for “pulse”. If I keep eating like this, paramedics may be trying to find one.
Dinner tonight will be two party tacos washed down with water, unless it is a very small hamburger with no fries, likewise washed down with water.
I am headed to Secondborn’s right after work in the hope of picking up my new computer (I have not called 2BDH yet to confirm; I’ll do that while shutting down the computer).
The news is not good for my friend. The most recent text message from her son said that they can’t do the surgeries as they had hoped, and they really can’t do much more poking around. I asked if it were time to start muttering childbirth words, and he said that it is.
So, y’all pray, and I will vent, and maybe that will keep the universe in balance.
And on that note, I will say goodnight, post this, and see what, if anything, my girls have posted on their blogs since last night. If I am very lucky, the Panopticon will have posted the latest scandalous news about Dolores the wayward sheep. I could use a good belly-laugh about now.
About Me
- Lynn
- Ten years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Retired, and mostly enjoying it. Still knitting. [Zen]tangling.again after a brief hiatus.
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I know the feeling of having delicious, free food provided at work and not wanting to refuse because it tastes so good, but also thinking "I can't keep this up indefinitely, I've got to eat something clean tasting and healthy".
N and family are in my prayers.
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