Elbow Heal Thyself

My arm is doing much better, thank you very much. Vastly improved, if I say so myself. There’s a smidge of pain when I extend the arm, but it’s so minor I barely feel it. And knowing that I’m on the mend–99.9% back to normal–makes me one happy camper! Continue reading

Comrade in Arms

In case you’re wondering why I haven’t been writing, well let’s just say, I was invited over to someone’s house for dinner.

Yada, yada, yada, five minutes after arriving, without a stinking drink to blame, without an ounce of grace to my name, I fell. Flat on my face. Continue reading

My Player Piano

Of course, you should know that for years I myself played the piano. Quite adept at it, I might add. I swear I could hear my mother weeping whenever I played Chopsticks. “I paid for years of lessons for this?” I’d smile in agreement for I was in bliss. Continue reading

Nice to See You…Now Let’s Eat

I mean, no one brought along a famished Barbie. So you stare down the waiter who placed that bit of nonsense in front of you and declare, “What are we supposed to do–pass the glass around and inhale the bread??” Continue reading