Long, long, sweaty and feverish night–I sometimes wonder where the wierd stuff in my head comes from–followed by a long, dozy, lazy day. Roast chicken for lunch. Chicken soup tomorrow.
I’m feeling a lot better now, and faster than I’d thought would be the case. My thanks for the good wishes and splendid healing mojo. It works.
So, there you go. Back again. Diggity-dog. I’m satisfied.
Ain’t that sweet?
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Glad to hear you’re on the mend, John. Take good care.
Oooh, that’s nice! Good pickin’, and truly sweet singing! Thanks, John. I’ll add this one to my own list of ‘to be repeateds!’ and send it along to another friend who will, I know, enjoy it!
sending MORE healing MOJO your way!
Don’t stop now, John. I wanna see a big grin and some fancy heel clicking, by golly. No point in wasting any of this good mojo. (grin)
Hoo Hoo – That was terrific!
You’re on the mend! I can tell!
Now that was some fine picking and singing. I could just see your toe a tapping.
Chicken soup – for the soul, I suppose!
Get well soon.
Just don’t stop getting well! And here are more good thoughts and wishes for you!!!
I do love sweet picking and gentle singing. Thank you, John & John!
Healing power to you!!!
Lots of Love, ~ Sil
Just glad you are feeling fractionally better. Do you have a dishwasher? Washing things on high heat and drying them on hot may help break the cycle. I worry.