Stacy called me yesterday on her way home as she was sitting in traffic. We're having this conversation about something else and she periodically throws in some road rage...."GOD! I hate this!!" "Geez! ive been sitting here for TWENTY MINUTES!" "I gotta find a different way to go other than 275"
the conversation continutes.
Stacy sighs loudly.
"OH. Heres the problem....everybody is slowing down for this disabled person on the side of the road." She says it with such disdain that I am speechless.
Im imagining this poor, helpless person in a wheelchair on the side of the road, as stacy drives by and gives him an angry look, shaking her head.
There is silence on the line.
"Stacy, did you mean a disabled vehicle?"
"Oh yeah." She thought about it for two seconds and started laughing hysterically when she realized how insensitive her inital comment came off.
Thats really all that happened yesterday.
- Fort
- I changed the look again. Moving furniture takes too much effort. This seemed to fill that void. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the fall and havent decided if Ill ever change this, although, a new seasonal header seems like fun. At the moment the summer is winding down, Im back on chemo for my fantastic THIRD relapse (and hopefully the last!), work knows my situation so Im not sneaking off on my lunch break to get blood work done, and everyones been great. Desperately seeking great health by the time fall rolls around. Theres way too much goin on.
Above is the "Chemoquilt" my mother-in-law made from all the scarves I wore during my 1st round of chemo in 2003
SM
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