Flip-flop Bow Tie o’ the Day and I knew this would happen. It doesn’t surprise us. Here’s the story: The newly purchased Ultimate SewingBox parts wait in their boxes in the garage, yearning to be assembled. And Suzanne says, “I get thinking about it, and where we’re going to put my Ultimate SewingBox really does need new flooring. You know how you’ve always hated that carpet. We should replace it before we set up The Ultimate SewingBox, don’t you think?” Happy wife, happy life, empty wallet.
Stones R We
Tie o’ the Day heals. The day I birthed my gazillion, olive-sized pancreatic stones, Suzanne was working on passing her biggest kidney rock in her kidney stone history. Her boulder is displayed here beside a capsule o’ pancreatic enzymes, which I must take whenever I eat. I stand all amazed at the size of Suzanne’s kidney mountain. I had an epidural when I birthed up a chunk o’ Hanky Panky and its stones. Poor Suzanne had to pee out a boulder with nothin’ but grit. 🙀