Sunday, March 11, 2012

Sore Ankles

Yesterday I hobbled around, reading my copy of L. Anne Carrington's book "50" Thought I'd give it a read while I was out of commission from falling through that defective coffee table while danczing seductively for Eddie.

I looks like gremlins have been nawing on my legs.

Round about noon I decided to hang my delicates out on my porch. I draped them over the rail of the handicapped ramp I ride my Hoverround up and down to get in my apartment. I'm gonna be back on the Hoverround for awhile because of my legs. People round here tried to borrow it a couple of times to ride down to the liquior store in comfort but I says no.

I went back inside to warm up a pan of Cinnabon rolls for mid afternoon third snack and when i went into the living room there was Eddie in plain view a sanatching up my black spandex Spankalikes in size 12X, He grabbed my black psanks, some panties and my feathered baby doll nighty and ran off with them, panting like a fiend.

See! I knew it! He likes me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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