My jeans can’t take much more vodka and desserts.
I thought I could easily survive my husband’s parties. Happy Hours, dinners, formal parties. But I enjoyed staying out until the wee hours dancing to Old School Hip Hop. My extensions made it that much more fun-a beacon to the dance floor got errbody goin’.
These days caught up with me: Remember the SinusInfectionOf2016? Yea, it’s back. And resistant to at least 2 antibiotics including the one used to treat Anthrax.
We had a trip to Purdue to meet our scholarship students at the Awards Banquet. And there was a bubble tea place next to our hotel. Tapioca plus tea plus almond milk. Heaven on a cup. I had my fair share. After days of fever I cracked. Screwdriver? Yes please. Bloody Mary? More please. It stopped the sicky feeling and caring about fever spikes.
In between vodka and bubble tea, I read a ton (okay 4) books on my iPhone while in bed. I wrote to one of the authors via email and she liked my writing!
Currently I’m on a new antibiotic and new but classic book To Kill A Mockingbird.
I’m thinking my first book will be a work of fiction based upon some real things and possibly some Steven King Style thrown in. Maybe a series of books.
Maybe I’m feverish.