Love Sweet Love

Well, I don't give a fig for cataract surgery, let me just tell you that right now! A lot of hoopla for nothing. The surgeon did say that what with the fibromyalgia and health issues, I will heal slower than usual and everyone heals differently anyway. I was just expecting the patch to come off and then Bwa-La! But there was NO Bwa-LA! I can't see a thing, my eye throbs like a...hurty throbby thingee, and I look like I've got quite the shiner.

And I didn't even get it in a beer brawl!

A gentleman aquaintance called me to see how my surgery went and after chatting awhile about that subject, he told me some things about his various dates and girlfriends through the ages. He has a very upbeat attitude about romance, and when I asked him how this could be, he replied, "Because Love will Never be Without Me."

You know I thought that was such a sweet sentiment. I thought about it for a moment and then I said, "And Love will not touch me with a ten foot pole and a Latex Glove."