Body Hair Updates

Remember my Word of the Year? Agrestal. Was it a prophecy or did I jinx myself? I’ve taken the week to process my legs in their ever-increasing agrestality. Agrestalness? Agrestalation? Agrestaliciousness? My legs are more agrestal each day. This sounds more elegant to me than hairy. I’ve become rather fascinated with the progress as the…

It Is Now A Love Affair

Week Seven of the Terminal Knee Watch. I can walk as fast or as long as I want. I can swim. I can play golf. I can climb up and down a stepladder. I can squat. I can kneel. I can rise from a sitting position on the floor. I can once again handle my…

Discovery Week

It is Week Six of the Terminal Knee Watch. I tried to run on the knee over the weekend. I was not successful. I discovered that although my knee will tolerate walking a 5k in under an hour, it will not tolerate any running at all.  Yet.  But that’s not all I discovered. I discovered…

My Butt In Your Breakfast, All Saucy

Now that The Chef is back among the day workforce I am butting into his breakfast business. I butt into the breakfast business of most people I know, especially coworkers. You might believe that your breakfast (or lack of breakfast) is none of my business. Perhaps that’s true. Perhaps it’s also true that if I am…

Blessed Are The Sick of Throat

Blessed are the sick of throat, for they shall have villainous voices. I remember in Sunday School the biblical list of Blessed Are verses were called the Beatitudes. I’ll call this one a Be-sass-itude. Good Monday, readers. I remain unwell (sick). It’s been a long time since I was this unwell. I spent a long…