I talked to Flo yesterday. She is still sore, but not quite as sore as last week.
Lainy is takin' good care of her. The KSA did manage to get the correct flavor of cream cheese, so all is well. In addition to the Banana Nut Bread, she's now munchin' on Carrot Bread, too. She is sooo spoiled, I swan. And I cannot think of anyone who deserves it more.
I made her laughed when I explained the motions involved in "oochin'. " I explained that when you are on your back and move in the direction of your head usin' your shoulders and hips for propulsion, that is called "oochin'. " However, when you move in the opposite direction, i.e., towards your feet, the word for that is "scoochin' ." Are we all clear, now?
It was good to hear her voice and laugh again. The last couple of times I've called she's been asleep. Must've been all that damn Vicodin.
Well, I have to git to the one Doc's office to get a flu shot, then I'm goin' to Doc B's office to deliver my unread Vanity Fairs. They came with another mag subscription, but I never opened them. It's just not my cup o'tea. So, since most of the mags in Doc B's waiting room are sports oriented...I thought I'd donate the VFs.