Hello, my wise winter owls! How are you? I hope that each and every one of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I ate so much that I just had to do it again on Friday with the leftovers. Oh my, it will take me weeks to work off that binge. But the important thing is gathering with loved ones to give thanks for our blessings. We live in a country of plenty and thus we are fortunate. There are so many, many others who have so little, if anything. Gratitude is the attitude that succeeds where others fail. Thank you, Creator, for all of your gifts.Unfortunately, our beloved and besieged Green Bay Packers lost last Sunday’s game to the Atlanta Falcons. I am so heartbroken. I was watching the game, but had to answer nature’s call in the final minute. Oh dear. If only I had been watching, I might have been able to put the kibosh on Mr. Bryant’s kick. I feel just awful. It’s all because of my digestive problems. Shame on me. I promise to stay riveted to this Sunday’s upcoming game against the San Francisco 49ers. I’ll watch every second that they broadcast, just in case my undue influence is required. Rise again, o most exalted Green Bay Packers, and vanquish your foes!
Speaking of digestive problems, today (Tuesday) I underwent a procedure which involves that most intimate and invasive inspection of all: a colonoscopy. I will spare everyone the details, other than to say that such things are often recommended for people who reach a certain age and/or suffer related symptoms. And not to give away too much about my age, but this was my second one. That, however, did not make it any easier or more pleasant. Sometimes we have to do the unpleasant things if we want to keep enjoying the pleasant ones. (And sometimes we have to do them because the doctor refuses to renew a prescription until we undergo the procedure. Humph!)
In any case, I’m keeping my blog short this week, my dears, so I can rest. Since it is December 1st, I consider this to be the start of the Christmas season. I thought I’d post a classic performance to kick off the joy:
Thank you, sweethearts, for reading my blog. I am so grateful for my wonderful JT Irregulars. I look forward to the holidays with my online family of irregulars and regulars and everyone in-between. Madame Zoltar loves you all.
Please send your holiday greetings and bah humbugs to: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.
The infamous “they” are saying that it’s going to get colder. (Duh, it’s December.) Bundle up and prepare for winter, my dears, for it is on its icy way. Juramentum!
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A toast to Madame Z for a wonderful blog.... Bottoms up! (sorry, couldn't resist)
I am negotiating with my doc to postpone that lovely experience. I'm sure he will eventually win out. Withholding prescription renewals is an effective and common way docs coerce you to succumb to their wishes.
There was a time that the guys that I hang around with were all at that age getting the initial "look-see". There were enough of us that it was spreading over a number of months. Yes it is something that is less pleasant than a day at 6 Flags, but we turned it into a badge of honor. We even talked a couple of guys who were avoiding it like the plague to get it done. Once someone had it done, they then were initiated into the "Asshole of the Month" club.
Mme. Z, I feel your pain. I've been the Asshole of the Month myself a couple of times (a lot more, if you ask my ex). My neighbor, who has never undergone the procedure even though advised so by his physician, says, "No one's going there unless they first give me a wedding ring."
Well, I have to say I thought the test was easy only because I was out.
It was the day leading up to it that was total hell. The only day one can honestly say they are not full of @@#@.
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