
B. When asked if I used the nighttime pain relief I was prescribed yesterday, I replied, "No, because going to bed dizzy and disoriented is my favorite." The PT laughed--and proceeded to give me some very good advice on how to avoid pain, if possible. Yay!
C. We drove to San Francisco tonight to have dinner with Mate's Aunt Margie and her delightful friends. Huzzah!
D. The Fairmont hotel in San Francisco is REALLY NICE.

F. Zoomboy was proud to lead us all in a rousing rendition of Happy Anniversary to You! It was Tom and Margie's 50th. They were very, very sweet.

H. I'd like to thank Mary Taylor from FB who shared with me the perfect meme for yesterday's post--it featured a lightning strike, a burning building, and the caption, "Thank you, Jesus, that spider is dead now." Yes. Whatever it takes. The spider needs to be dead.
I. Between PT in the morning and San Francisco at night? Color me done, folks! Chat with you Saturday!
Amy
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