LOL Now that’s my kind of exercise. Sorry to hear that you’ve had a stroke. I understand how you feel about a “snitch” in your home. I’m sure they were just concerned for you. I can picture my family doing something like that and I wouldn’t like it one bit. They know I hate going to the doctor. At least you got a French Apple pie out of it (my favorite). I’m like you and I feel that God is taking care of me. I’ve had a lot of prayers answered in my lifetime. I’d say that we both have people in our lives who care about us and we are very fortunate. We can also do leg exercises under our desks as we type. lol
Oh dear me, thank you Doris but I hope I didn’t mislead.
That stroke was over half a century ago. If I had a child now I would be the new MEDIA story across the world. Immaculate conception of old broad. And... Cancer took my uterus yrs ago -— You’d have to read the National Inquire!
The snitch I am sure was only reacting out of love and concern, trying to find a way around my difficult spirit. He!!, truth is there are days I wish I could get around it myself! It isn’t easy loving me. I thought the gesture was as sweet as the pie. Next time I’m really going to get even though. I’m going to add my order into the scolding. Blah blah blah, don’t blah blah .. and get Banana Cream please.
He will split a gut. HAHAHAHAHA.