Due to circumstances beyond my control, I have fallen behind on your blogs as well as the comments you have made on mine.
Specifically, I am having some tests done for Dr. Lung, my lung doctor.
Specifically, I tripped over my oxygen line, causing me to stub my toe (the one next to my big toe on my right clod), causing the toenail to come 9/10s off, causing Surgeon General Martha to cut off the other 1/10 which hurt like hell, causing me to limp around with my toe wrapped up in gauze.
Specifically, I will be having another tooth extraction this afternoon in 3 hours, 5 minutes, and 18 seconds. But who's counting.
Since I appear to be a glutton for pain, and taking the specifics into consideration, I believe I will rest this weekend in my burlap jammies.
"Do not despair, Tribe of Blogites, for I shall returneth on the seventh day (or the eighth day, which will be Monday), and catcheth up on all things Bloggerly." (1T 1:23) (First Book of Testicles, Chapter 1, Verse 23)
If you need something to read, I suggest my review of Nora Roberts.
UPDATE, 5:15 P.M.
Not one extraction, but two. The second one was a bitch. Now I am on dry socket watch—or maybe the nice dentist said watch your socks dry.
"Do not complaineth, moaneth, nor whineth—elst thee shall be named Wussy." (1T 1:24)