Most would not understand - but - I find this view shocking.
Our ‘ yard varmint ‘ - Miss Jennifer - this morning - less than 24 hours after having a wisdom tooth removed - while awake. Of course - there’s a pain pill somewhere in this mix of her with Spinner and Carlie.
Still - she makes me wanna just - smack ‘er!
Moi' lost 3 days of my life after having all of my wisdom teeth removed. Something about waking up to take another Darvocet - is about all I remember. And then there were the 9-plus weeks of suffering lock-jaw from dirty tools used at the hospital where my dentist forced me to have the surgery. But that’s another memory for later - maybe.
Unfortunately - we have 3 more rounds of this. Not like going around the corner - considering at least one - or both - of us ( Dwayne and me ) are driving from Loudon to Maryville and bringing her way out here until she’s able to head back to work and carry on with life.
The Dentist refuses to do them all at the same time - which makes us all wanna just - smack ‘eem!
I woke up and made scrambled eggs for her this morning. Love spoiling her - ( every once in a while ) - as much as she loves being spoiled. Hey - just being honest!
Later - while preparing Tuna Salad for her lunch…
I came across this! A Double-Yolker outta one of my Girls! Nevermind the others. I really suck at peeling fresh eggs.
Tomorrow is another day of driving to Lenoir City for vampires - and mean back scratchers. My Pulminary doctor has set me up for bloodwork and scratch-screenings to test for allergies. I’m not happy.
Neither is Dwayne. He gets to babysit the chickens - feed them - and the dogs - collect those eggs… all that good stuff.
( Miss Trinity - aka 'Grand-Girl' on her brand new tricycle we bought her last year for her 2nd Birthday! )
I last spoke with her Mommy this past Saturday - I think it was. She was out of town - so I told her to call me that following Monday.
She didn’t have Grand-Girl with her at that time - and I wanted to ask Grand-Girl what she wanted for her Birthday!
Well - Monday came - and went - without that phone call from Grand-Girl’s Mommy.
Sooooo - that left ' Meemaw Treesie ' with no other choice - but to make her own guesses.
Something tells me that Mommy never forgets to call when I tell her to do so - ever again!