all your life to earn the time to do just that...and not feel guilty about it. No where to go unless you want to, nothing to do unless you want to. Hours filled with that kind of pleasure. Sometimes it takes
something to remind you how lucky you are to be able to do just that.Bob was sick a few weeks ago, really sick and suddenly we both thought, "Holy crap! We still have things on our "bucket list" to cross off." One day you're fine and the next not so much. Then our friends Holly and Floyd Coppersmith, who have been in poor health for several years, nearly died last week from carbon monoxide poisoning from a brand new, top of the line heating and air conditioning system. They will survive but will be in the hospital for several more days while the doctors try to clear their bodies of the poison.
You have no way of knowing what is around the corner. That's probably a good thing. I've always been a bit of a health food foodie and Bob always says, "She makes me eat all this stuff and I'll probably get hit by a bus crossing the street." I suppose that's part of the risk isn't? Just a roll of the dice, an ill wind, wicked salmonella. But you have to be vigilant just in case you don't get hit by that bus. What if we live to be a hundred? What then? So, now that we have had our little wake up call I think I'll go make some brownies and lemonade and then head out to the swing to enjoy a little more relaxing with my favorite husband, because I'm expecting a shipment of wheat germ and a new "Cooking Healthy" cook book and we all know what that means.
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