Ms. Tigger and I on the happiest day...
You May Be Spiderman's Mamma, But You Can't Stay Here
I know that I was on a rant yesterday, forgive me. NOT! Anyway, Our home was sprayed by the Terminix people today inside and out. We just kept seeing spiders everywhere. I saw all kinds: big ones, little ones, brown ones, black ones, and some very pretty colorful ones that had to meet the bottom of my Birkenstocks. Sorry, spiders, I really am, but I just, well, I'm scared of you. That's about it! I also don't want to get bit in the middle of the night and I don't want you to bite the Godfather before he eats you! This computer is not letting me space between paragraphs for some reason. Please forgive the messiness. I just wanted to do a quick little post. It seems when I got into my car accident that I damaged the main nerve/blood vessle/whatever behind my ear. My doctor seems to think that I have a clot. I have been instructed to avoid ALL stress and to take it easy. (easier said than done) He's scared that if it pops that I could have a stroke. Well, thanks, Doc, now I'm scared too! If you don't hear from me in a while, that's why. I'm avoiding stress. Not that you are stressful at all. I'm just really trying to sit around and do nothing, literally! On that pitiful not, my friends, pray for me and live life for me because I can't do a darn thang right now. I love you all!!! ttfn