This might be the most serious blog I have written in a while.
No, I do not have Covid-19. No, I am not dying, well, at least, I do not think I am. ( You never know)
I've have lost my wedding band.
I've torn the house down looking for it. I don't know where it might be.
So, I am not getting a divorce.
Ladies, ( and gentlemen) don't be winking at me and giving a key to a hotel room. Don't be telling me you " have a package of Durex you need to trial test."
I am not "on the market."
And to be honest, it "feels funny" without it being on. I keep feeling for it on my finger. It has always been reassuring...
What has happened is this, I have lost a little weight( again) and (my secret you may ask?)
I have quit that demon Coke.
Corn Syrup in Coke, Dr Pepper, etc. is the devil, seriously.
If I was not on "voluntary lock-down" I'd go someplace to find a ring...
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