Rest....
Work...
Love...
Hate...
Baby,,,
Teen...
Home...
Save...
That was by accident, I thought of home and tried to think of an ulterior word and I looked up and there it was SAVE.
Then Save, Lose, Sing Song, Ging Gong, Bing Bong, Live Long.
Just jabbering. I go to work tomorrow and my body is still in pain. I rubbed pain relief cream where ever it hurt and used an entire bottle. New bottle. Why? Because I hurt everywhere.
Last time I move cabinets. (Yeah Right)
My arms, my back and my legs. All got a rub down last night and then this morning. I smell like an old woman. Essence of Ben Gay.
Why is that called Ben Gay? Just saying. That is a weird name for a medicine.
Should it say, Been Gay?
Oh wait, I am an old woman.
A point Jeanette loved to remind me of, at times, Times when I wanted to see my Teen Idol. Bobby Vinton.
Times when I was doing work fit for a man, Like insulating an entire attic. Roofing an entire work shop,
You know I miss her a lot the last couple of weeks. Not sure why it is so hard but I guess I need someone to make me laugh. Laugh until I am snorting or running to pee or losing my breath.
I called CW last week and said, "I am just missing our girl, Hope you and Judy are doing great."
1 comment:
Jules Bengue was the developer of Ben-Gay. We anglicized the name.
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