Went to the garage to get my small mower to mow neighbors yard. No mower in sight anywhere. Everything else was in place, much more expensive stuff. Hmmm, neighbor must have borrowed it, he has a key. Went to check and his wife was in an uproar because she had to come over yesterday and get the mower as she wanted her yard mowed yesterday and I was not home. I stayed home last Friday to mow their lawn and turned down an invitation for a BD lunch. I went yesterday instead.

I just cannot do anything to suit the woman. Bet she did not like the cabbage, tomatoes and peppers I left either. He appreciated them I am sure. Is it wrong to pray that one of them passes away first?
My mom used to say that you knew it was true love when you WANTED to wash their dirty underwear. I even used to iron Tom's. Now I use tongs to throw them in the washer.
I have only been married to or date older men. I have given up now as men who are older than I am are on walkers. At least the good thing is that they are all in one easy to find place, a nursing home.
I have never craved a drink or drugs but chocolate is another matter. I only crave it when I am sad, happy, crowded, alone, up, down or alive though.
I hope everyone's ills were ones that could be cured by chocolate. I would share, but only with you.
Back to work for me.
SG