Life Is Like Your Own Personal Sit Com

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That Tid Bit King of mine…

Shared insights into the weird thorns in the old gal leg…this info…based on his little him experiences…
some innocent seeming flower…shoots thorns like an arrow if you get too close…those thorns…like an arrow…can’t…be pulled out…and this was true…pull…break off stems…tweezers…nope…just let it fester…he says…they will work their way out…

Headed to the local grocery…not worried about a little welt…but should have been…started pushing a cart…and suddenly…without warning…the welted leg…went limp…stopped working…old gal me…hands on shopping cart…one leg working…the other flopping like a wet fish…drops…making a scene…

People staring…that man of mine walking ahead…oblivious…hears Lucille Ball bumbler me…whisper calling…Honey…Honey…my leg won’t work…I can’t move my leg…

And so it is…life…is sometimes…like your own personal sitcom…got the leg working again…hobble shopped…the locals getting a free show…and this old gal embraced her main character energy…

With humor…and as anyone who saw it would say…a lack…of grace…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…