Modern Miracle of Antibiotics

It is day eight of my medical downfall and I awoke this morning with a PING in my heart that beckoned me to get up and go to Target! I know for sure, NOW--I must be getting better. Being a good Christian girl,of course I did not obey my thoughts but staggered to the coffee pot, First time I have thought of it in a week also! Ummh..It was so good. The smell just made me smile. Along while Dee, who has taken over the den as a permanent residence was stirring. He made it to church and on the way I remembered we were to be greeters this morning. I could feel him smiling in the car when I called to remind him.Greeting..It is his favorite of church duties. He loves getting to talk to the elder men and women and help load and unload the people who are getting to church with smiles on their faces as they walk through the door. Who knows what happened in the car, you know..one of those mornings where the devil himself is driving the car..you get to church to find your youngest has no underwear and there is chocolate on sisters smocked dress. Heaven forbid anyone know we fed our children that for breakfast! I know...We have all been there but the minute you jump out and see The JONES, you put on that smile and all is well in the house of the lord and once again we go in and pretend all is well at The Brookshire House! Those of you who know me are laughing because I wear no mask and just might tell the preacher about the no panties and the chocolate for breakfast..I know..I am an open book for all to laugh at, but at least I can laugh and not cry over spilled milk!!!That one was funny-huh..Any way, I was telling you that Dee was meeting and greeting and loving every second of it. He loves people and people love him. I wish I had been at his side but the coughing spells are still persisting. I look over the ads in the paper and think today might be a good day to get out the Christmas tree,decorate with all 5000 ornaments, write personal notes in all in my Christmas cards, address, stamp, and ready for the untaken picture that will say Merry Christmas to all.I am thinking of hanging wreaths, and baking cookies, and I could go on and on but you know..I might be overdoing it a bit. Back to the bed to rest a minutes after all those great thoughts. My mind is faster than my brain..Yea, I am dangerous but I am on the mend and not mad at the Medical Profession and think it might be a good week and all will be well at the Brookshire house ..Loving you...Robin