Hey gangies..
I'm back from San Diego. And no, that military jet didn't kill me..but I did catch strep
throat from my girl. I've been too sick to even fire up the top. This morning..
I hopped up and fell in bathroom..butt up in the air, yelling.."Mother..don't come in here!"
Guess the antibiotics and cold meds aren't mixing with the bipolar stuff..eh?
Sheeeeeesh.
That was weeeeeeeird. Anyhow..it is good to be home. And getting a bit better.
And...where is Stoney?
Oh, Row, and Dee..ahem..err...btw...I am at 9314.
Neener! Think I must be getting better..some of that fizz and vinegar is coming
back..lol. Hugs