Enter Sandman…
I woke up refreshed today. I slept like a baby and had the best sleep I have experienced in at least one year.
I woke up refreshed today. I slept like a baby and had the best sleep I have experienced in at least one year.
Breasts are ogled all the time. They are admired, talked about, photographed, considered erotic and a constant in male fantasies.
I took a spin class at Flywheel yesterday. Out of sight, out of mind, out of shape.
Remember the good old days when smoking a cigarette or tuning the radio was the only dangerous driving habit…driving under the influence notwithstanding.
This season the Yankees look like they put the ‘men’ in menopause…too much sweating, drying up when it is time for action and radical mood swings.
Big day for my mother. She just had the Cadillac of stairlifts installed. No danger of hearing her cry out, “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!”