Celebrating national coffee day with my Earl Grey of choice. I’m sure you understand. Don’t even care that none go with me, this still speaks to me after all these years. My yardstick earl.
On a side note, I am so stiff today I can barely maneuver. Went out on the porch Sunday night around 11 pm to get a look at the super blood moon. Of course didn’t turn on a light and didn’t have my cane. Tripped on the mat at the steps. Fell on my face (on the porch). I might add, I was in my underwear as I live out in the boonies. So here is this fat boy sprawled out on the porch and after realizing I wasn’t broken, found myself thinking next time I wear pants! Saddest part is I couldn’t really see the moon through the trees.
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Will you forgive me if I chuckle a little bit at this one? (I gave my husband a t-shirt that says ‘I DO ALL MY OWN STUNTS’. Mercy is not one of my spiritual gifts.) Glad you could live to sip tea another day!
I wouldn’t have told this one on myself if I wasn’t chuckling myself. Stupid is as stupid does. Oh, and we share a similar lack of a certain spiritual gift, though I have an abundance of sarcasm.
Yikes! At least there’s good tea :).
Bummer all around :(
Oh No!
Will you forgive me if I chuckle a little bit at this one? (I gave my husband a t-shirt that says ‘I DO ALL MY OWN STUNTS’. Mercy is not one of my spiritual gifts.) Glad you could live to sip tea another day!
I wouldn’t have told this one on myself if I wasn’t chuckling myself. Stupid is as stupid does. Oh, and we share a similar lack of a certain spiritual gift, though I have an abundance of sarcasm.
Yeah, wouldn’t it be lovely if sarcasm was right up there with charity, mercy, teaching, hospitality….