Just look at what Mr. O'Quilts found in the mailbox this morning!! He did not say anything, he just looked at me. That of course saved me from having to explain why someone would have to buy 24 zippers at Zipit on Etsy, instead of just getting a plain one locally when I needed it. It saved me from explaining why a woman needs choices...choices in color and choices in size when she makes pouches and bags. It saved me from explaining why I needed zippers when I have not made a bag or a pouch in a while....I love you honey!!
Last night I was so done...I mean sooooo done on this concussion thing that I decided I needed red wine. I also decided that if I put the wine in one of my grandmother's china TEA cups, that it would not count as the forbidden alcohol of the injured...I mean really, three months!!!! So I did.
It was so yummy that I had two. Eeeeeekkkk freedom.... And I was right, it did not count:)
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Maybe Mr O was afraid you would zipper his mouth with one if he complained! Ha
A package of self-medication! The will 1or 2 of those waiting for me when I get back home.
Maybe a little red wine as well.
Oh, that is funny!--The wine, I mean. I'm starting to think that the reason they warn people away from alcohol after a head injury is that they do such a horrible job of finding a pain medication that will work! And that could have people thinking that seeking oblivion (or at least pain relief) in alcohol is a good idea--although I admit that the real reason is probably that when one's brain is healing and rewiring, it would be folly to rewire it so it thinks it *needs* alcohol.
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