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Fears & anxieties, June 28

This is why I don’t care much for summer. I can probably think up about 2 dozen more anxiety-inducing scenarios here, but this is a lovely start. Reminder! Check back here the second week of July for the Cartoon Caption Contest! Tell your friends! Everyone invited to participate! Creativity, fun, lotsa laughs, and Big Prizes […]

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Car ride! Car ride!

Yesterday was my first day out in a car since my surgery! It  was my first time to be out and about further than 3 blocks from my house (which I can now walk slowly with my cane). An exciting day! Upcoming on my blog: A couple months ago I held a cartoon caption contest […]

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Cranky & Spanky, June 23

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Late night phone call

   

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A few more pillows, please

This is me only a few hours after a lovely stroll outdoors with my cane. I walked half-way up the block and back, chatting with my neighbor while B. took photos. It was my first time out walking since a week ago Thursday. Now I remember why I’m taking all the percosets. Simon is the mechanical […]

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Why won't my cat bring me percosets?

Why won’t my cat bring me percosets?

  I would very much like it if my cat brought me my percosets, especially if she brought them on a nice platter with a glass of water. I’d also like it if she called me “sir”. I thought the extension cords would make everything easier.

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Thwarting a diabolical plan

Thwarting a diabolical plot to destroy Earth

Tomorrow will be one week since hip surgery, and I’m already testing my new-found powers.  

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My cat mocks me

Day three: My cat is just mocking me now.

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Day one (my new bionic self)

My cat barfs on me while I adjust to my post-surgery equipment. All I wanted was a cookie.

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Day one (my new bionic self)

My cat barfs on me while I adjust to my post-surgery equipment.   All I wanted was a cookie.    

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