With apologies to Keith Richards 


2016 has been the year of the celebrity death. In the past week alone we lost George Michael and today Carrie Fisher .  It’s a good thing I’m not famous or I would have died … twice. (If you count the back end of 2015. )

After the news broke regarding Carrie Fisher,  I casually made a remark to my husband and he replied, you should tweet that. And,  without thinking, I did. I tweeted the following image along with the words below the image. 

BREAKING NEWS : Rolling Stones guitarist, Keith Richards still ALIVE!

Then promptly forgot about it. Until my phone lost it’s mind with notifications. I’m usually good, on an original tweet for 5 or less retweets and under 10 likes. This stupid little off the cuff remark, admittedly in poor taste., has currently garnered 295 likes and 156 retweets! I guess there were more people, like me, who needed a chuckle than I would have thought. 

Sorry Keith for using your celebrity to goose what little I may have. Please don’t die. 

** UPDATE Tweet has now received 514 likes and 296 retweets, it’s been viewed 59951 times. More views than my tweet that was retweeted by a bona-fide celebrity. 

Guess where I’m blogging from today. 


Yup, you guessed it, I’m in the hospital again. I know what you’re thinking ,I’m in for the hysterectomy I mentioned, but no.

On Saturday the 17th around 2 in the afternoon, I started having excruciating pain in the middle left of my lower abdomen. I figured it was gas and  told my husband to attend his work Xmas party. The pain got worse and worse. I called the hubby and told him to come home, on his voice mail, then by text  Two hours later he was home and we went to the emergency room. I had a CT scan and an hour later,  found out I had appendicitis and was admitted to hospital. On Sunday afternoon I had laparoscopic surgery to remove my appendix. Tender today, home tomorrow. Hysterectomy pushed back . It feels like my body is rebelling against life.

But it made me think of this scene from the  Big Bang Theory, but in reverse.

FUCK 2016

UPDATE : Just spoke with the surgeon and the appendix was ruptured.  Meaning I could have died,again. My body is not just rebellious, it’s trying to tell me I’m living on borrowed time.