bowling

I haven't bowled in umteen years, but last night Ernie and I went out with four other couples. We hit Outback first where I got a scallop lodged in my pie hole and had to have the restuarant observe my panic and all the other nurses poised to give me heimlich... but no... I decided to give it to myself dislodging the scallop catapulting the fish nugget into the air and over the barracade between the dining area and the bar...

we clapped that I was OK and the waitress brought me some water... what else could I say but:

" and for my next death defying act..."

But after two bloody marys I was back on board and we went bowling. Yah... I kicked ass with a whoppin' 129. I made people laugh til the beer snorted out there noses, I flirted shamelessly with other coworkers husbands and in the end... I came home and wrote a final draft on "marketing healthcare."

I am going to put away my cape tonight and watch Iron Man... love ya...

PS: you know the blog where I put up the Tarot cards? Yah.... the other day I opened the mail and there was a brand new deck from Amazon. Michael had sent them to me.... Is that the sweetest thing or what?