Genes That Like To Fall Down
I now understand the origins of my tripokluzomania. The other night, my 82 year old Mother decided to do a triple Salchow on her way to the bathroom at 3:00am, fell down, and fractured her hip. I spent most of yesterday visiting her at Mercy Hospital, where she is now recovering from hip surgery. I inquired as to what her next trick might be, but she did not seem to think that was funny. Apparently, I did not inherit my sense of humor from her, only my knack for tripping at the drop of a hat.
So, I'm off once again to check in on Mom. Hopefully the happy drugs have kicked in and I can get her to smile a bit. I'm thinking tonight is going to be a good night for a martini.
So, I'm off once again to check in on Mom. Hopefully the happy drugs have kicked in and I can get her to smile a bit. I'm thinking tonight is going to be a good night for a martini.
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Martini for you, or her? Perhaps you can slip it in her IV. Cheers!
Best wishes on healing to your Mom.
Every night is a good night for a martini - you know that.
Hope your Mom is on the mend and in better spirits (not the one's in the martini, but that would help).
I keep forgetting that martinis are just not for breakfast anymore. Not since they've come up with all those nifty flavors!