I’m a pretty tough old bag but…

Editorial note: the lack of a comma between “pretty” and “tough old bag” means that I don’t consider myself “pretty” AND ”tough.”  Just a “pretty tough old bag.”    

I promise this will be my last whine about this stupid “thumb thang.”  I’m a pretty tough old bag, but what happened on Monday shocked and embarrassed me. 

Who flipped the HOT switch?

Since my surgery on Tuesday, I have been HOT. Not all the time—it just comes in spurts. I figure one of three things is going on. 

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

So, I had my “thumb thang” taken off Tuesday morning at Mercy Hospital in OKC. The drive down was dreadful. Not because it was so early (we left home at 4:15 a.m.)…but because the weather was horrific. Lightning, torrential rain, flooding.  *sigh*

We got there by 6:00 and my surgery took place right on time at 8:00.

Things that make an old woman grumpy

The OKC television stations said this morning that the north side of Enid got 6″ of rain overnight.  A friend of ours who lives a couple miles north and a couple miles west of Enid called to say he got 8″!

We got THREE TENTHS.  *sigh*

Things that make an old woman happy

Last week, I bought airline tickets for my “Girls Trip to the Bahamas” cruise in January.

Our tickets were $237 each, round-trip from OKC to Orlando. 

We cruise in 153 days!