However...I rose, detached myself from the feeds and carried them, Ox, Cletus, and my body out of the bedroom.
I didn't even fall down, crack my face open, and knock myself out.
I made it through my aerosols and discovered that my body was not trying to resume its abnormal obsession with my bed. I had energy enough to get in the shower AND not flounder back to bed.
There was too much fun to be had anyway. Bonnie and I went here today:
I was able to meet a lot of the staff and get a tour from Joanna. We may have done something else today, but I am hush hush at the moment. If I speak, there is danger of being banished from all the Starbucks in the land...
|Joanna & I trying hard not to look ridiculous|
Or when you finally get to take off your stuffy work clothes and replace them with comfy pants.
After we ate I spotted this:
|Did ya really think I could stay off it?|