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I was able to sleep in, have DH bring me a beautiful breakfast in bed, and am now getting ready to go to the hospital, so it is a day of mixed emotions.
 
My day got brighter when I caught up with 3 great friends and a person I haven't seen in about 13 years!
 
Long day of hot flashes and now my feet are freezing, the Oscars are on and I switched to Star Trek.
 
When I was 37,

It was a very good day,

I bought a cut of beef,

that didn't quite, um, stink,

'Twas a good idea I think,

I'll buy a grinder that's great

I'll never again complain,

When I am 38.
 
DampCharcoal said:
When I was 37,

It was a very good day,

I bought a cut of beef,

that didn't quite, um, stink,

'Twas a good idea I think,

I'll buy a grinder that's great

I'll never again complain,

When I am 38.

Nice Sinatra, Damp, oh to be 38 again!
 
Long day of hot flashes and now my feet are freezing, the Oscars are on and I switched to Star Trek.

Well, I don't think you want to hear that I never had not even one hot flash. So I won't tell you that. :LOL:

Hot flashes are miserable and you have my sympathy. I watched my daughter go through it. Changing nighgows sometimes twice or more each night. :wub::flowers:
 
one day in october of two thousand eight my
father died
and then in two thousand eleven my
mom she died too so
in two thousand twelve i
find myself wondering how
to end this tale of an aging orphan
in two thousand twelve
 
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one day in october of two thousand eight my
father died
and then in two thousand eleven my
mom she died too so
in two thousand twelve i
find myself wondering how
to end this tale of an aging orphan
in two thousand twelve

Years ago I read that we do not become adults until both of our parents are dead,
I did not fully understand that until it finally happened,
it is a sad truth,
I still hear the voices,
when I need them they appear.
they live on in me.
 
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one day in october of two thousand eight my
father died
and then in two thousand eleven my
mom she died too so
in two thousand twelve i
find myself wondering how
to end this tale of an aging orphan
in two thousand twelve

Lucky me, at 57 I guess I'm still a child.
 
Woke up at 06.30, in the cafe next to the office at 08.00 to have egg, bacon and toast but their oven was broken so had toast and jam:) worked from 09.00 till 17.00, went to the market on the way home and bought some fresh coriander, chillis and chicken to prepare my chicken korma and now laid on the sofa thinking about tomorrows day at work and if the oven will be working:ROFLMAO:
 
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