Good Sunday to you! Hope life is treating you well. I have had one of those weeks ’round these parts. The first malady to hit me, last Sunday, was a kink in my neck. No, not really a kink but a whack. Like my neck is whacked. The kind of whack that makes your shoulders ache and the pain radiates up thru the neck area, around your ears and jaws and the bottom of your skull then finally deep into your brain. On Friday, the sixth day, after some terse words between me and the mister, he called and made me an immediate appointment with the chiropractor. I have been there a few times and don’t mind going but it is hard for me to get there. I laid on the “rolly” table and then the kindly Dr. worked me over, a few things adjusted but more didn’t. I have pretty good range of motion when I turn right but when I look left, not so much! When he tried to work on that side, I saw spots and thought I was gonna lose my lunch, for the love of all things worse than childbirth, I told him I could not do that again. A rib out of place, a pelvic bone in the wrong, etc. He told me to take 2 Epsom salt baths before I come back on Monday. Hello….I don’t take baths. Ever. Strictly a shower girl. But I listened and bought the Epsom salts. Fast forward to bath time….when I went through all the cabinets, cupboards and drawers in the bathroom after Christmas, I threw away the tub plug. See, proof that we don’t take baths! Another trip to the walmarts for a stopper and I shall bathe tonight. Sigh.
Then, yesterday morning I braved the sub-par, frigid (to me) weather to go to the bank. I cut the corner too close and hit the curb. Hard. I jumped and said aloud, “geez, I could have popped that tire!” I pulled up to the drive thru, rolled down my window and heard a distinct ‘hissssssssss’. Oh snap, I called it. Quickly I moved out of the way and made the “phone call of shame”. He answered and it all just came tumbling outta my mouth like a roaring river. I’m such an idiot sometimes. My go-to guy came and rescued me and we get to purchase new tires tomorrow! Yay. Hrmph.
Our local theater has a get together once a week, and they tout it as “Thirsty Thursday.” They have ‘celebrity’ bartenders and offer a specialty drink. I hesitantly went on Valentine’s Day with my son and daughter-in-love since Mr. Colquhoun was officiating basketball out of town. What could go wrong when you’re out with your son? Well, let me tell ya…lots. I adore the 2 celebrity bartenders and apparently guzzled the specialty drink. Or drinks. Who even does that? It was the most fun, terrible idea ever. I’m probably grounded. Or should be.
The best part of today, after groceries were purchased and besides the fact the sun is shining and the wind is not howling…we flipped a coin to decide dinner tonite. I don’t know why that is always a speed bump for us. I just decide most of the time but was offering up 2 “gourmets” for this evening. A quarter to the rescue…heads=goulash, tails=Mary Lou’s swiss steak. Heads wins! Be jealous. I’m still on #teamcomfortfood. All the comfort food.
March is right around the corner, my plants are peeking bright green foliage out of the cold, seemingly dead ground, and 3 weeks til we change our clocks…spring forward! Who is ready? Be well my friends, I’ll be talking to you. You all bless me immensely.
Life As I Sense It 
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