For simple fillings, I have NO anesthetic. Can better deal with the minor, short-term pain than the extended aftereffects of the numbing agent. Learned early on that (back in the 50s and 60s) I was highly allergic to ether/gas and when Novocaine, etc. were introduced, the outcome wasn’t much better.
You have to follow through on that, Earl. Maybe not with Dorothy Parker, but capture Nelson’s imagination with something from Nature, or the Solar System, or why dogs have fleas.
The new text voice mail (another example of artificial intelligence?) invariably addresses me as Don or John. Does my avatar suggest either? I can deal with that but not the frequent gibberish in the message.
After my divorce, I moved back east, to an Amish/Mennonite area. I loved my china set with the delicate forget-me-not flower, and silver band border but with no family to entertain, I realized the best thing to do would be to donate it to the Mennonite Thrift Store. I’ve always wondered about whose home and table it eventually graced.
Lick the Green Stamps??? No way!! Mother had a sea sponge in a dish of water for that.
And for the families and friends grieving the C-virus deaths of loved ones.
Last week, south of Port Huron, we were blanketed with 15.5" of snow — drifted by gusty winds. Even with the week-long warm-up, plenty remains.
My sisters and I were determined to be the last victims of abuse in our family. We didn’t always succeed but definitely offered more love than fear (cruel punishment) to our children as they grew up.
I’ve never seen a squirrel that won’t take advantage of a situation — especially if the perceived outcome is adventageous to it!
Life can get pretty slippery — even for adults.