Happy Like You’ve Never Seen Him
Posted by djafan on Friday, April 25, 2014
A lively understandable spirit
Once entertained you.
It will come again.
Hallo, hallo, hallo, hallo, hallo! What? Been taking a bit of a breather and reading P.G. Wodehouse’s humorous novels to relax and restore my sanity from a month of just. one. damn. thing. after. another. It began with a summons to jury duty for District Court for the entire month (never had to serve). Tornado ripped through my yard and uprooted several nearby trees (I slept like a baby through the entire thing). Husband left me (staying with his 91 year old mom who broke her hip and lives 80 miles away). Suspected of cancer (found not guilty by surgery). Uneventful recovery from surgery, excepting a one-way, rather spirited discussion with the commode that was so compelling it lasted well into the wee hours. I recall earlier that day hearing the nurse from recovery, as she wheeled my bed back to my waiting husband that she had given me Morphine, Dilaudid, Zophran, Valium, blah…blah…blah…” and she is STILL AWAKE AND TALKING TO ME!” She seemed to take it as an insult to her euthanasia skills. More nerve than a bad tooth, which incidentally, and you will laugh when I tell you, I developed the very next morning from an abscessed rear molar that had to be pulled after a week of excruciating pain. I don’t like to complain but really, that is a bit thick for one month to pile on. Well, April showers, bring May flowers and at long last, all is well at La Casa de Angelica. In fact, for the first time in a long time, I feel like this.
David is home. David is happy. David is dancing. and sending food tweets.
And apparently thoroughly enjoying being a chick magnet. Why, his first words when disembarking from the plane to meet his family were, “Wow, you’re the first women I’ve given a hug to in two years.” Where was his head? If P. G. Wodehouse’s Bertie Wooster had put that question to Jeeves, he would have replied, ‘Well Sir, “In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.” and I rather doubt the right honorable David Archuleta, RM, will prove the exception.’