VO and Sprite. It's not just for breakfast anymore!

Yeah.  That was my dinner tonight. 
About being married to Jesus.  One day Hunter and I were having a fight talk and he made a comment, "What.....do you need to put your hand in my side?"  I got hysterical.  I don't do that but I am telling you....I starting yelling that he wasn't Jesus and that I wouldn't worship him and on and on.  I can't how disturbed I was.  And it was a crazy immediate feeling.  WOW!  He later explained that it was just a figure of speech and that I was over reacting.  Um.....how should a person react to that?
The week before I thought I was a hooker but then I realized that hookers get paid, right?  How much does a blow-job go for these days?  And another thing.  Why is it called a blow job when it actually sucking?  Well unless there is ice involved.
And a week later I thought I was a farmer.  Yard work...which I actually enjoy. 

My son in law got me that smart phone.  A Samsung Galaxy S III.  I have been playing Candy Crush.  I never could get it hooked up to my WIFI at home.  I finally got the neighbor to do it.  And even though he is extremely tech savvy....after he gave up he tried one more thing.  And YAY!  It worked.  I am too excited.  I bet my son-in-law is too cuz I was using up all the data.

Hunter had his cardio-conversion Monday.  They found out he had A Fib and so this procedure was scheduled.  But because his Coumadin level was 1.8 or whatever after 5 weeks of being at 2.5....they had to do a camera/scope thingie to check for blood clots.  It didn't work.  They upped the joules and did it a 2nd time.  Upped the joules one more time and that was as high as it goes.  Still didn't work but then a bit later.....it started beating in the right rhythm.

So.  A Hooker, Mrs. Jesus and a Farmer.  A women wears a lot of different hats doesn't she?