Got some news recently … Not me/we/us, but Half.

Half goes to doctors and hospitals and seeks treatment for … stuff. I don’t like bad news so I haven’t needed any health intervention in my lifestyle (DON’T YOU TELL ME WHAT TO DO IT’S MY HEART ATTACK) and as a result some changes had to be made.

Ahhh, life. So unpredictable. Why must I deal with life when all I want to do is live? PESKY DETAILS moving on

Believe it or not, the whole fresh fruits and veggies? For health? uh THING / go figure.

Turns out, eating garbage for years has a negative impact on the innards. Oops.

So, some adjustments to be made, some accommodations to be met, some changes to be imposed. Not a bad thing, just a different thing.

Started getting more stuff from out of the ground than out of the lab. Salads and crunchy snacks that aren’t chips or hard candy (but gotta have pork rinds – everything but the squeal! mmm, bacon) and actually changed theKid’s diet as well. TheKid likes junk ‘cuz Half and the other half like junk so must be better for theKid. Be best.

Oh well, either the body ages or the body rots. Not ready for the latter, going maximum on the former, if you (Other Person You) hear the words that are coming across the screen …

Want to keep Half. Really like Half. So got to do better for Half. Radishes are actually tasty, sort of. Not really, but taste better than dead, so there’s that.