That my dear Rrae is what happens to me after a HALF glass of bubbly. I am a cheap date. I suppose that is why hubby married me. You are welcome to the rest of the bottle.

I was picking my nose, because my booger froze outside. You know the kind of cold that freezes your boogers and also makes your jacket crackle kind of weird?

My IVIG made me feel as good today as did the bubbly. I am actually baking bread. This is really energetic for me.