Bless Your Heart

I called my Mom last night as soon as I uploaded my hysterectomy pics cause I knew she was dying to see them. We squealed and laughed about them and I told her to be careful about letting Papa see them or he’d pass right out. He can’t stand it if we even mention the words “tampon, ovary, maxi pad” so you know a picture of a uterus on a table would just send him over the edge. Then Mom thought it would be funny to make the uterus pic the wallpaper on his computer! We laughed about that for a minute then she went to change it and it was gone. It had somehow gotten sucked into the rotation of photos that display on his monitor. So every 15 minutes there’s a new photo. Who knows how long it will be, or when it will happen that my poor Papa will be working and my uterus will flash up on his screen!

Speaking of Papa I have to tell y’all the story my Mom relayed to me about their dinner the other night. They were eating corn on the cob with those corn cob knobs with the metal tines. Apparently Papa’s corn got the best of him because the next thing my Mom knew he had stabbed himself in the face with his corn cob knob! They pulled it out and controlled the bleeding and now he looks like a snake bit him on his face! Bahaha! I told CSP about it and he said “They’re not gonna make it to 60!”. But hey, at least they’ll have fun stories!