It's not a....I'm dropping dead issue...it's a Holy Crap my friggin' toe is killing me issue. And toe issues are not good for a diabetic. It's like I have become a diabetic issue pro. I'm not. I still can't get the carb issue right. I just know I have a index finger toe problem. (Big toe = Thumb...second toe = Index finger...see where I'm going with this?) Anyway...I have no idea what I did to it. It hurts. Bad. 'Nough said.
Storms are all around us tonight. The clouds are quite pretty. Lots of pink and blue. But I think we won't be lucky enough to get any rain. I hope I'm wrong.
Nothing is on TV tonight. Except Gene Simmons Family Jewels. I seriously like that show and would like to be watching it right now. Husband thinks it's stupid. He has no taste. I thrive on crap. I will not be thriving tonight. Oh-oh...it appears we are watching Brewster's Millions with Richard Pryor. Now that's entertainment.
I just took a shower to cure my toe. It didn't work.
I have been working very hard in the office. I like it. I like it more than I thought I would. I have been really cleaning and sprucing up the place. It's fun and never ending. Miles to go.
I think I need to get my hair cut. Or shaped. Or shaved...or something. I have a vision of how I would like it to look. Unfortunately, I'm the only one who can see it. I need to keep the scissors out of my hand.
I think I'll make some Jell-O. Husband made some Chinese food for supper and I will have the balance of it for lunch tomorrow. And Jell-O would be a tasty dessert! Yes...I shall go right this minute and make it.
It's for my toe.
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