They say that the road to you know where, is paved with good intentions. That being so, I’m well on my way. Each year I have every intention of getting a card off for the birthdays of all friends and family. So far this year …0. I’ve been meaning to collect my photographs and get them is some sort of organized form. I’ve been meaning to organize and file away the stack of stuff on my desk and put it in my currently empty file cabinet. I’ve been meaning to sort through some of the boxes in the basement and throw out things like old college notebooks. Like I said, I’m well down that road. The heart is well intentioned, but ….
I meant to go see The Wiz over conference weekend but that didn’t work out either. I got as close as Primary Childrens Hospital, but ended there. A few months ago Princess Poop gave a royal decree that she was no longer to bear that well earned moniker, but rather, she was forever forward to be call Princess Sugar Bear. I meant to comply with that request, but after conference weekend, she earned the old name back.
The reason for diverting from my intent to see The Wiz and the 36 hours of no sleep, 16 of which were spent in hospital ER’s (3 of them) was precisely because she was full of poop. Stem to stern, top to bottom poop with no signs of any of it coming out. Without giving you all the messy details (too late?), let’s just say that several procedures and one giant power flush later, it all came out and not necessarily in a well contained manner.
So, despite my intention to honor the Royal Decree and despite her insistence that I do so, her former name shall remain until Queen Momma decides. I’m already on the road to Hell, what’s the difference now?
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