Ice Cream Makes Everything Better (154/365)

“Ice-cream is exquisite. What a pity it isn't illegal.”

Voltaire (French Philosopher and Writer. One of the greatest of all French authors, 1694-1778)

TIME:  9:05 PM
PLACE:  Ted Drewes on Old Route 66, St. Louis, MO
SUBJECT: A Heath Bar & hot fudge custard concrete

I managed to shower and get ready this morning and the HandsomeHusband drove me to the office so I could work for a few hours.  Then, my wonderful beautician, Carol squeezed me in between early afternoon appointments and cut my hair so I can style it without needing two hands to do so.  When I returned home, I took a Percocet and a nap until suppertime.  After we ate, HH drove us over to Ted Drewes for some frozen custard for dessert.  I’ve an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon on Monday morning *sigh*, I’m quite sure surgery is in my future.

Every Rose Has Its Thorn (126/365)

 
“Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us.”

François-Marie Arouet aka “Voltaire” (French Enlightenment writer and philosopher, 1694–1778)

TIME:  7:48 PM
PLACE:  Front yard
SUBJECT:  Thorns

Thorns are prickly, stabby and ready to draw blood – they mirror my feelings perfectly these days.  Ugh…I don’t like it.  Must. turn. attitude. around. and. quit. writing. like. William. Shatner.