It’s officially autumn, and I can say, unequivocally, that I’m ready for some of this action.
That anni celebration had to be postponed until a later date… tbd. G-Man got struck suddenly and viciously by some sinus-bacterial-viral-ailment-malady-bug-whatevs. In other words, he was fine one minute and down for the count the next.
I’m wearing my garlic clove necklace and face mask.
And considering a pitcher of dirty martinis. I might have a chance if I’m completely pickled.
Did I say that?
Married life. Equal parts thrills and chills.
Could I get a Fisherman’s Friend, please?
And maybe a flu shot?
And Monday is in the house.