This weekend is the Full Moon. Monday marks my return to the living.
I've been off work for 6 weeks, trying to be pain free, and clear headed. With available meds for fibromyalgia, the two are mutually exclusive. At least for me.
I feel like I've totally lost 3 months of my life. November and December to the mind-killing full body pain, and January to the mind-numbing dumbness the take-way-my-pain meds give.
It's not funny. I feel like I've been marooned and have just recently been rescued. With little time for a debriefing, I am returning to the land of the living.
Just in time for PETA to go berserk in Punxsutawney, PA, over a rat.
I'm sorry, but it's an overgrown RAT. A very large, pampered, lives-better than most of the Jefferson County population RAT. And PETA has decided that because he will be dragged out of a pseudo stump for 20 minutes one day a year, he's got it bad. PETA needs to get a life, and adult supervision.
3 comments:
Bwahahahaha! Seriously? PETA got worked up over the groundhog? Maybe one of them will volunteer to live with him, make sure he's well taken care of. Maybe the real secret is that Phil is a FEMALE!
Hope you find a solution to your pain soon.
I can't believe they are going after Phil.
Even if he does manage to see his shadow every single year and curse us to more darkness and winter.
Jen, have you ever counted the days/weeks from February 2nd to the Official 1st Day of Spring on the calendar?
Gives me the giggles EVERY TIME someone complains "6 more weeks of Winter!"
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