Down and out for the count.

So sad.

If I have to be slumped over from back pain shouldn’t I at least have grandkids to help pick things up off the floor for me?

ARGH! This getting old thing is getting old! Are my racquet ball days really over? Who stole the youth from the cookie jar? Who me? Couldn’t be!

Now, let’s look at the bright side. With nothing else to do I get to finish another book! Three books in one week.

Glorious!
And no. That is not a picture of me.
I never could have fake nails!