Right about now I think a year of isolation sounds just about perfect. JK.

I had a snappy little sentence to send your way. Except it kinda snapped right outta my head. Which leaves me with one very pitiful blogette indeed.

So, to boost my lagging self, I'm taking, starting tonight, 1 tablespoon of molasses every day. My grandfather always took a tablespoon of Castor oil. Really, I need a tablespoon of something to do something. Should have blood work done but I'm afraid when they draw it it will be gray or something. Do you ever feel like your blood (and the life is in the blood) is sorta dead? I'm counting on the molasses to restore the life to the blood. IRON, Baby.

Well, I had better get off this machine. It's not a happening thing tonight.

Wrung out KEM