Time for an Update Post, all about the letter B. B stands for…
Bladder Infection – This last Monday, two weeks after I woke up with my bladder infection, I got a call from my general physician’s office.
“Mrs. S________, your neurologist’s office sent some test results showing you have a bladder infection!”
“Yup.”
“And, does this mean you haven’t been treated for this bladder infection yet? This report was from a week and a half ago!”
“Yup.”
“And haven’t gotten any treatment?”
“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,” I said sweetly, with a little upturn at the end to tell her if she wanted to lob some antibiotics my way THAT WOULD BE FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC THANK YOU.
So, I am consuming Cipro and I am killing off bladder bugs by the minute.
Bunnies – Gary (and I) ate all the Easter Candy he bought for his family. It wasn’t that much, three bunnies, a little box of sheep, a little box of eggs. So he went back to the store to replace it.
I don’t know what flood of serotonin caused him to buy eighty dollars worth of chocolate for four people. Wait – three people. Mr. Wonderful doesn’t eat chocolate.
Is this enough chocolate for three people?
And how about that waving arm effect? I took that with our new camera, that Gary bought himself as a…
Birthday present. It’s an Olympus SP-550UZ. Here’s another slightly artsy bunny:
Boys Who Like Toes – This made me sad. Some ToeBoy searched on a family-friendly search engine for toe porn and mine was the only porn he got:
And finally, I greatly appreciate Bloggers who declare Days in my honor. I will have you know that the links generated so far greatly surpass the two you expected.
6 responses to “This Post Brought to You by the Letter B”
Girl, you went TWO WEEKS without treatment for a bladder infection? And you weren’t rolling on the ground with a leather strap between your teeth? I hope you got some percodan out of that deal. Damn.Poor toe porn boy.
I love the garage photo. It looks like he’s working really fast, doing…whatever it is he’s doing.
Screw tea. I’m coming over for Easter.Does he have Reese’s peanut butter eggs?
If you have a day when Gary is getting exceptionally irritating, could you send him out to Jersey for the day? I promise no funny stuff, but there will be cuddling involved and together, we will dine on LGBs.
Erin – I am well experienced in controlling bladder infections. It’s a gallon of water and a handful of cranberry pills (I usually have them) at the first inkling.Taster – for some reason he felt the candy needed to be in a military formation for the shot.Caroline – Bah! Reese’s! Do they cost an arm and a leg? No? Gary turns up his nose.Becs – Sure, as long as you don’t mind the incessant talking while you are trying to read.
Oh, I’m used to that. I could take it for just a day. After that, all bets are off and back he goes to Missouri.