After a seemingly endless treatment hiatus, I felt so good I could go out for lobster quesadillas with my two friends to listen to some sad western songs and celebrate Sona's last night with us...wait...that didn't come out right!
Cheery and happy, world traveler, vegan, independent, artist, friend of mine from Marin County late 1980’sSo this morning I gathered up my teaching supplies and went iff to meet a waiter from the Barefoot Bar who was bringing his two kids to have a drawing lesson. Dedicated teacher that I am, I had some freebies for the kids...little Dollar Store watercolor strips and a box of crayons...and they weren't there, the place was chained up tight. Well, I cannot say I blame them since there is almost a gale blowing, high seas, and no beach! Boats bobbing mightily on tethers, palms crashing in the wind. I was aware of flying coconuts...certainly didnt need a bonk on the head to deal with! I am plagued with NoSeeUm bites, in spite of the vinegar baths, $14 no bug natural spray, DEET, OFF, and other preventives...and a plethora of anti-itch salves from Benadryl gel, spray and cream to something from Dr Bombay, er Vallejo to treat the itching...a cortisone HCl cream.




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