Saturday, May 10, 2014

Although It's A Beautiful Day

Having gastric issues here. Mr. Moon is too but not as badly. No puking. Just...well. You know.

I'm hoping they resolve because I'm supposed to be talking at the funeral in a little less than three hours.

Life is interesting, isn't it?

These bodies that hold our souls can be cantankerous. They can have minds of their own.
So to speak.

An uneasy peace sometimes. May a truce be arranged and quickly.


  1. All the best to you and all your loved ones for this day.

  2. Probably from the restaurant. :(
    Better out than in.
    I hope it passes quickly.

  3. ooooo. rumble grumble. something y'all ate? my friend calls our bodies 'meat suits'.

  4. I hope the truce was arranged and that all went well.

  5. Oh, dear. I hope that you feel better --

  6. I hope you are okay and that you were able to speak at the service. I am thinking of you. Sweet Jo

  7. By the time I get to commenting here your day is done and I hope you are all feeling less.... Shitty.

    Happy Mother's Day.

  8. Oh, yikes. Hope that resolves quickly!

    "Meat suits" -- that's pretty gross. In Zen the teachers sometimes call our bodies "skin bags," which I guess is just as bad.

  9. I sure hope we don't have gastric issues in Mexico. Just sayin'.


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