Monday, December 04, 2006
Merry Christmas, baby!
5:37 p.m. ... Mama ER was sitting up and talking when I saw her between about 1:30 p.m. and 4:30 p.m. She ate a little Jello. She talked on the phone a little to Brudder ER and Big Big Sister ER. I started up and we watched one of a bunch of post-surgery videos she's supposed to watch. I'm back at work and will go back after awhile and bug her some more and watch another video with her.
So, I picked up a CD: "Christmas with the Rat Pack" or something like that and have been listening to it as I come and go and to and fro.
Now all I want to do is dress impeccably, drink hard liquor on the rocks (or a classic cocktail), smoke cigarettes and stalk women under a mistletoe! :-)
Mama ER loves Dean Martin, too, so there's that.
Breathing tube removed. She ought to have her teeth in by the time I get over there today.
Oh, ha ha ha, silly me, thinking two trips to Lowe's would be enough to fix the kitchen sink, ha ha ha, since it's the *housing* that holds the filters, not the filters themselves, that needs replacing, ha ha ha, but they discontinued this brand and model of water system years ago, ha ha ha, so I'm gonna have to replace the whole kit and kaboodle, ha ha ha, and yes, I am laughing, ha ha ha, to keep from cussing and-or crying, ha ha ha.
In fact, they just released a "Christmas with Dino" album your Mama might like.
I've been around; I just haven't had anything worth saying (which never stopped you before, many regular commenters say ...)
Except for the "dress impeccably" what's so new?