no no, is too much; Lemme Sum Up

The hub and I keep joking about exchanging ourselves for better models; both of our bodies have issues, so it isn't a beauty thing (not that he could get any hotter, honestly. Hubba hubban). Between us we could write volumes of books on digestive disorders, arthritis and chronic pain. Lately, it would appear that our bodies are ganging up on us, hellbent on destruction. Thus, no posts. 

Present Worries

Too many variables in health, home, hearth and head. My man, my mom, my mind; my, my. Pay no attention to the meds behind the curtain, they're simply monitoring for quality assurance. 

Future Worries

See above. 

(Goodbye, Babygirl, wee furry sister.)

It has been one long fucker of a month. Here's hoping the next month will be less fuckity fucker-y.