Saturday, December 1, 2018

HOPE NEVER DIES.......

I GUESS I GOT SO EXCITED I PUT IN TWO PICTURES......AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO ERASE ONE!!!!! BUT AS I WAS SAYING.....AGE IS JUST A NUMBER....86 OR 106.....WILL I ALWAYS HURT THE SAME????  DREAD GETTING OUT OF BED EVERY MORNING....BUT AFTER A HANDFUL OF PILLS....A HOT SHOWER ETC.....I AM ALMOST HUMAN!!!!...MY DAILY EXERCISE IS "RETAIL THERAPY"....YOU KNOW PUSHING A SHOPPING BASKET AROUND WALMART, TJ.
MACKS, ROSS, SMITH ETC.......
I BROKE DOWN AND CALLED MY SISTER WHO LIVES IN MESQUITE......AND ASK HER TO BRING ME SOME MARIJUANA WHEN SHE COMES UP NEXT WEEK....... TO RUB ON MY LEGS AND FEET......I AM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO "THAT" WALKER THINGY" I KNOW THIS COLD WEATHER ADDS TO THE HURT OF ARTHRITIS......
KEN SPENT LAST NIGHT WITH HIS FAMILY AT THE MARRIOTT HOTEL....... AND A PARTY FOR GRANDMA KAY THIS AFTERNOON......ONE MORE WEEK OF COLLEGE....BEFORE HIS HOLIDAY BREAK!
AND 24 MORE DAYS .....TILL CHRISTMAS!

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