We had turkey on Saturday, which was delicious, but I'm 100% certain that I have turkey brain. Bonnie is a fantastical cook and I actually had an appetite and was able to attack my plate.
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| The cook |
Linds waiting to attack hers:
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| R2-D2 is in the background waiting for his |
The G-man's reaction to only getting a small piece of turkey:
I've spent most of the weekend in and out of bed. I managed to spend a few hours out of bed so I could hang with Lindsay before she left on Sunday.
I get up, feel like dried mustard, do my meds, feel like rotten rubber boots, and do the grandma shuffle back to bed.
My o2 sats are as desirable as a green loaf of bread, my brain wants to explode through my skull in a glorious display of rebellion, and my body is about as cooperative as an adolescent at a tea party.I open my eyes and they threaten to dissolve into my pillow. I lift my head off the pillow and the room spins. I put my feet to the floor and think, "come on body, together we can accomplish anything; including a Broadway number if need be". I rise and start the aforementioned shuffle back to the couch.
We were able to get out for a spin in the chair today. I've eaten turkey soup the last couple of days. I've watched a lot of tv. I've cuddled the G-man. I've spent a lot of time being incensed at my body for not wanting to party like it's 1999.
But I've also spent a lot of time being thankful for these three:
Well those 3 handsome boys are certainly worth being thankful for. What a great photo of them. I was glad to hear from Bonnie that you were feeling better the other night. it must be something with her nutritous cooking that is making you feel better. She better stay longer than a month now or tell her to come back and visit again. She is so wonderful and you are lucky to have such a great Godmother.
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