Got back from town and every thing checked out fine at the Docs.
I found a great new lamp for the back bedroom, the old one was starting to fall apart.
Hubby thought he would make a funny and said to me;
Too bad that we wasn't going to Georgia because I would have been a true Georgia Peach for a week or two.
I groaned and said- man that was bad, you're gonna have to do better than that.
So he says Ok: While the messageboard gets the Peach, he gets the Pit!
It's one of many things I love about him, is his great sense of sadistic humor.
We'll have him checked for cyanide...
That's why he takes charcoal tablets twice a day, to get the toxins lower.