A Prince Without A Mattress

There was this old Carol Burnett song from her very early days. You might recognize it if I repeat the first lines, or the chorus, (I forget). It goes,

I've always been SHYYYYY! I confess that I'm SHYYYYY

You might not recognize it because it's from an adaptation of The Princess and the Pea called Once Upon a Mattress. If Mother Goose did not completely bewilder and confuse our childhood years with Jack-Be-Nimble (pyromania is normal, kids) and Jack-and-Jill (vinegar and brown paper is first aid?!), the fairy tales should finish us off, and The Princess and the Pea is a good dose of nonsense. Its time-tested wisdom admonishes us to marry someone who can feel a pea under 20 mattresses and 20 feather beds.

Spring, Sprang, Sprung

Oh, man! Was it a tough winter or what? I can't believe how much of a problem it's been to my condition. Weather-sensitive chronic pain is for the birds!

I have been looking forward to spring like you could never imagine! Yet, even in this, I'm skeptical. Spring is volatile in Colorado. As a foretaste, last week on a day where the high was 64 degrees, the weather service issued a Winter Storm Warning! That evening, though, I could have told you it was a doozy of a storm. It just knocked me down for the ten-count! Until the storm actually arrived, I was miserable! Once it started snowing, I started feeling better.

Then the House passed the medical bill. Well, I was feeling better. Forget spring (and summer). I"m looking forward to November!