Mr. Sunshine...Things l Hate

"Everything I like is either illegal, immoral, fattening, expensive or impossible"
                                                                                                              Unknown

My attempt at drawing on the computer with crab claw hand.

OK, I know this is titled Mr. Sunshine, but I want to start off by talking about pours!  There are good pours and bad pours.  Now when you go to a restaurant and they bring you a baby glass half full, bad pour.  When you go to a restaurant and they bring you a nice glass one quarter full, bad pour. When I do go out which is rare, give the poor girl a decent glass with a decent pour!  Now my daughter and sometimes my husband give me a good pour. My daughter because she loves me, my husband because he doesn't want hear me bitch.  I just felt the need to share.

My attempt at Mr, Sunshine.

Now for Mr. Sunshine.  I had the pleasure (that's me being totally sarcastic) of meeting my Respiratory Therapist for the first time.  Let me see how to describe him.  If the Joker and Jim Carey from Mask had a child it would be this guy. He all but spun into the room and with his Joker smile, and eyes popping out of his head aaaaaaa ooooooooooooo gaaaaaaaaaaaa!  That's where the nice guy ended. First he scanned my room with those beady eyes, about as subtle as a flying brick.  Then he proceeded to tell me my breathing apparatus my neurologist suggested I buy was worthless.  Really Mr. Sunshine when did you get your degree in neurology?  Then he started on my bi-pap machine and how it really is OK,  but not strengthening my lungs.  OK then, he really is a neurologist!

Then Mr, Sunshine starts in on have I thought about a trecheotomy?  He say's "Oh you are not to that point yet, but have you thought about it?" Well of course I have thought about it jack ass, everyone that has had the Shit Ass Disease has "thought about it".  Then he tells me 90% of people can still talk and eat. Well I don't know if you know my odds, but I have the Shit Ass Disease, 2 in 100,000 get it, now talk to me about 99% !

So much for Mr. Sunshine, what the fuck does he know anyway?


Now let's get back to pours...

Pour on...Sue "CiCi" Cook