Oh, shut up, Kim. The last thing we want to hear is a litany of your health problems or how you've overcome them.
But I've been sick!
We don't care.
You don't care that I'm feeling great? Oh, you care. You care very much that my back muscles have relaxed out of their spasm! You are happy, nay, you're giddy to hear that my horrible persistent barking is now a mere niggling cough! And you are positively thrilled to learn that my throat doesn't hurt any more!
Yeah, well all of the sudden we're feeling a sharp pain in OUR necks and it seems to be caused by you, Miss Exclamation Point.
Whoa, no need to get persnickety. I'm feeling much better, is all I'm saying. So much better that I honestly believe I could post every single day this week about the beauty and happiness that surrounds me!
Save us from this woman and her roller-coaster emotions.
I am NOT manic . . .
I am a Gemini.
Dinner last night: steak and cheese quesadillas
Exactly three years ago: