It’s party central here! We’ve been lining up the shot glasses since before the break of dawn…to get the dregs from the medicine bottles the syringe can’t reach. And yes, that is a syringe floating in one of the bottles. I accidentally dropped it in mid-draw-up and can’t get it out, so I’ve decided to run it as an art installation.
Amy took my blood pressure with her Doc McStuffin’s kit. “Mm-hmm, you have diarilla and tonsillitis.” Sounds like I’m in for a rough day.