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I’ve only had half a Diet Coke this morning. There. You’ve had fair warning.

What the heck? When did it become acceptable to ask a lady her age? Clearly, if I’m driving, I’m not 14. If I have a Sam’s Club card, I’m probably not 16, and you don’t need to know where my mother is before you give me a sample of food. And if I’m in business clothes sitting at a desk in an office, I’m probably at least 18, and therefor old enough that you shouldn’t ask me how old I am. Don’t even get me started on the fact that I’m wearing a wedding ring, and that should tell you a lot right there.

And why do I keep getting wedding invitations with registry information in them? Every ettiquette expert and bridal magazine will tell you that it is rude to put your registry information on/in your wedding invitation.

For goodness sake people! Arthritis is an invisible illness. Do not tell me David looks like he’s feeling better. The only people who can sometimes tell how David is feeling by looking at him is his immediate family. David is very good at acting like he’s feeling fine when he’s really in a lot of pain.

It’s not just joint pain. The rheumatologist explained that people with arthritis feel like they have the flu all the time. Remember that. Every time you talk to David, he at a minimum feels like he has the flu.

I’m sorry if I butt in on conversations you may try to have with David about his arthritis. I keep up with all his health care information, and a lot of times, he doesn’t know the answers to the questions you’re asking him. Plus, with all the medication he’s on, sometimes he has a hard time thinking clearly, remembering information or carrying on a real conversation.

Thanks. I’ve got the rest of the Diet Coke in me now.

Here’s a great tip my mother gave me for getting rid of fruit flies. Our house rarely has bugs, but I think I picked up some bad bananas at the store. The fruit flies were driving us  crazy. Mother said to fill a plastic cup three quarters of the way full with apple cider vinegar and a drop of dish soap and set it in the kitchen window. Here’s how the cup looked a few hours later.

Look at all the dead fruit flies in the bottom of the cup!

Look at all the dead fruit flies in the bottom of the cup!

It works, Ma!

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