Molly Goatwax

The most wonderful time of the year

Well thank goodness that's all over, for perhaps 10 months until we all get subjected to attempts at mass consumer hypnosis again. Merry F***ing Christmas, I said to my surgeon as he was prepping on Saturday morning. He giggled at the unexpected profanity and I went under. He was repairing the two hernias and the intestinal blockage left by the surgeon who removed my ovaries in a supposedly routine procedure on the 21st. Nothing by mouth all week, not even an ice chip. NOTHING. A tube threaded through my nose and left dripping fecal matter in my inner ear overnight. I was wearing a neon red allergy warning bracelet and my allergy to betadine was all over my chart. What do you think i was wiping off after the procedure and was all over my insides, too? Ow ow ow! And what kind of crap tv was my room mate subjecting me to 24 hours a day? Merry Christmas everone!

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Distortion

It was snowing quite heavily earlier. Have you ever noticed how people's voices sound quite different in a snowstorm?

Making Connections

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Cozy Life

I feel quite cosseted and cozy with Homer, some stuffed toys and a pint of beer. Thank you, Miss Lis, for the plushy red throw! 

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Hubby and I went to view the Mayor's Xmas parade at a good friend's.she was also having a housewarming party celebrating her new to her 130 year old house. I brought my late mother's menorah as a gift. It was a present from my stepfather on their last xmas together. As we were at the end of the parade route, Santa parked his Harley across the street and came inside for a beer.