escottie

Lucky33 and I are both quite ill with the flu or some such crap. Yesterday I came home from a run to Walgreen's to find these warm thoughts in my e-mail:

"You deserve a prize.
You do.
A super fuzzy blanket on the prairie for a naked nap and some super sexy romping.
Or a super organizer person to revamp your basement workshop.
I'd give you a million prizes if I could.
Deliteful things and silly ones, to warm your heart and make you smile.
I know I am on drugs, but these things are true.
I love u baby."

I don't think you can imagine how drugged up she really was....