In your excitement, you told everyone about him and now have your name on a waiting list to get in sometime in the year 2015.
Remember the first time you went to the hairstylist that actually cut only what you asked? Remember how she didn't give in when in a chocolate-induce mania you told her to cut it all off and that yes, you were quite sure?
Remember how her cuts would last beyond 6 weeks and still fell right into place even while traipsing around in Florida's humidity?
You're a slow learner, so you told a few ladies... next appointment available is June.
You've probably guessed it by now, I'm not really talking about you and in true form, I'm going to tell you about a blog that I have been rolling around in like our dog, Dorkenheimer, when he would find a dead snake.
Ok, maybe that's not the best metaphor.
This is one of those finely-aged, non-stinky blogs that if you appreciate the humor, you will find yourself eagerly reading past posts and wondering how it was kept secret for so long.
Cheeseboy, I'll probably never hear from you again after all six of my readers switch to your place, but as long as you keep writing, I'll keep rolling. Do NOT do to me what my last highly recommended blog did and close up shop. That's just wrong.
In 2005 I was lucky enough to be graced by the weight loss program called Giardia. Nasty, horrible stuff that if one survives the burst appendix-like cramps and rapid loss of all bodily fluids, one will be cautious of everything for the rest of one's life.
My love for milk? Tempered by the fact that my body has never been able to tolerate it well since that illness. Giardia "reduces lactase production, so your body may not be able to break down and absorb the lactose in the dairy products".
It was recommended that I allow 6 weeks to pass before consuming dairy. I didn't.
When I finally started feeling like I would live, I became pregnant with Miss Ky and the sickness (different kind) and tiredness started all over again.
You would think that the lesson was not only learned but stamped on every molecule that is me.
Do you know that people drink thermal water at the Roman Baths (in Bath)?
Facts (thank you Wiki):
"The water that flows through the Roman Baths is considered unsafe for bathing, partly due to its having passed through the still-functioning original lead pipes (blah blah blah) on the basis of the radioactivity it contained. However the more significant danger is now considered to be infectious diseases. In 1979 a girl swimming in the restored bath swallowed some of the source water, and died five days later from amoebic meningitis."
"In 1983 a new spa water bore-hole was sunk, providing a clean and safe supply of spa water for drinking in the Pump Room."
Yes I did.
Without hesitation.
It wasn't yummy, that's all I'm saying.
The sad thing is, this post very nearly became the rant about how
certain children in my home can't seem to retain information...
apparently it's in their genes.
