Talking to my BFF and had to go to the toilet. I love the word toilet it is so right. Big Daddy starts hollering, "don't go in there". What could have happened in the course of a phone call to make the bathroom a disaster zone?
Big Daddy decided to cut his own hair. Oh my.
Tomorrow I have to have the bladder camera ordeal (with mucho valium) and then I am going to go to bed for a few days, weeks, months, whatever.
This is nuts.
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Hair turned out fine........what little there is left thanks to Cuitie Pie. She had to fix what I could not reach.
ReplyDeleteThank you for helping me with the $20 cost save.
Big Daddy