I am determined to survive whatver debris life throws my way with my sense of humor intact. I'm a 52 year old woman with disabling MS and, after trying to fight it out by myself, have recently moved into a nursing home. This is the story of my effort to get through life while living here. My one talent and redeeming trait is that I enjoy writing nonsense verse, which I will share with you. all entries © Deborah Taylor, 2010 All rights reserved
Sunday, June 27, 2010
turtle
Anyway, I promised you a turtle story... When Sue was much younger and in college, she lived in a house with 3 girls and unbeknownst to my parents, at least 2 boyfriends. A great deal of - well, lets just say "partying" - went on there all day and night. For some reason that none of them remembered, they obtained a full size box turtle. One of them brought it in from somewhere, it didn't just crawl in for shelter from the wilderness. They had two kittens., so they figure it ate the cat food. Their apartment was trashed, and occasionally when they were "mellow", the turtle would just crawl across the floor, and they would say, "Hey, man! There goes the turtle!" The odd tie-in of this story to my life is that Sue flunked out of school, and Dad took my much beloved friend David, who at that time was Dad's employee and not yet my friend, to bring her stuff back home to Falls Church (where Dad and David were both at Dulin UMC To be continued...
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