Thursday, July 5, 2018

Cupid's bow, N95, Pruitt.

Today was the kind of day where a neighbor texts you asking if Vince is around to help clean up a dead bird.  I guess I'm flattered that the first person they thought of was Vince?  It was a crazy, hot day - lots of running around, lots of weird logistics and frantic texting, but now it's bedtime and we are all doing A-OK. 

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I got acupuncture above my Cupid's bow for my hamstring injury.  huh?  I have no idea.  She told me to walk around for three minutes and it would realign my chi.  Of course.  That's why.

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I have my very own N95 mask.  Just in case.

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A nice text from Jeremy.  Though maybe out of the frying pan into the fire.

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