If I say it enough, click my heels together 3 times and promise I will never eat liver again, I will feel better right? (I don't really like liver, so I may have blew it huh?)
I like to feel good all the time, especially during the holidays...I remember one time I got the chicken pox at Christmas it was the 3rd year Kent and I was married and we were living on the Weiss place in Point. The same year the big ice storm hit. Anybody remember that I had the chicken POX....no that damn storm was all anybody would talk about. Chicken Pox and now Bronchitis, 30 something years later....is this a pattern? I wonder if another storm is coming? So that means NO ONE will remember I have Bronchitis the Christmas of 2010...
The tour of homes will be here before I know it. Jeannette is coming back up and helping Kent out with a few more lights and balls. Kent sometimes wishes Netter would stay out of his balls business. She was going to bring Cross but when I told her I had been to the Dr. she changed her mind. I really think she is the one that brought this down here at Thanksgiving because as I remember it she was coughing and hacking and looking for relief most of the time she was here. She got better so maybe it won't take as long as the ice storm did.
Got my new Washer and Dryer today!! WooHoo!! It is gonna take a little getting used to. The washer has lots more bells and whistles on it than my wash board did. And the dryer has more lines on it than my old one...LOL!!!
Can you imagine 60+ years ago when you said it was laundry day it was truly a JOB. Granny Jennie had a wonderful story about wash day. Her and her sister Aunt Dellar was in charge of laundry and Granny did not want to wash that day, so after Aunt Dellar got all of the wash pots full of water and heated up to boiling, got some clothes washed and hung out, Granny kicked the pots over and threw down the clothes she had on the line. Granny said Aunt Dellar should have killed her for doing that, and that is the only time I ever heard my Granny have a regret.
Well I am going to lay down on the couch, take advantage of having it all to myself, as Kent is at the Shed with the other Deacons, (yeah right) and I can watch what I want to. And No it aint gonna be Swamp People, bunch of inbred idiots with guns and boats......and white milk boots...really????
Good nite to all and to all a good nite. Love, Nen
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