Last week, I wrote about my queasy venture into acupuncture for my stupid slow to heal left hand. Remember, those of you who are new to Blue Speckled Pup, I am seeing a licensed physiotherapist for treatment, not poking myself with sewing needles and barbeque forks at the kitchen table. Still, the idea of sitting…
Tag: my weird life
Love and Other Necessities
Here we are, the evening of Valentine’s Day, and I’m hanging out Leroy before settling myself down at the kitchen table for a couple hours to deal with my marking. Before you start sending indignant emails directed at The Electrician, let’s remember that he stole me away for a romantic weekend in the Rockies at…