Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
Bow Tie o’ the Day and I hauled our civic-minded butts to the nearest polling place to cast our vote. And we didn’t do it just to get this swell sticker to wear around all day. Our other task today was to head to the clinic to get a billion vials of blood drawn. They drew 9 vials, I kid you not. And they also wrapped my wrist with a band I have to wear until I’m discharged from the hospital. BTW The wristband and the VOTED sticker get along fabulously.
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As Tie o’ the Day and I prepare to party at the hospital, a bigly thing occurs to me: I won’t be allowed to hold 100 oz. Mini-Keg for weeks! My surgeon said I shouldn’t lift anything heavier than a couple of pounds while I’m recovering. Until now, I hadn’t that about this directive in terms of Mini-Keg. It’s probably best for Mini-Keg to live in the garage temporarily, so it doesn’t have to watch me cheating on it with cans o’ Diet Coke and Diet Dr. Pepper.