Down to one crutch
Was speaking to someone this morning who is healing from an operation and declared they are down to one crutch today. I decided that would be my mantra for Mardi Gras – only one crutch. For all the medical professionals who would like to see me on anti-depressants, and all my pot smoking friends who don’t understand why I take a pass most of the time, alcohol remains my last crutch – on Fat Tuesday we will begin our day with a bloody mary and have a beer or two the rest of the day. I’m down to one crutch but I’m still standing!