The indomitable Lawanda underwent surgery yesterday1 and, other than being miffed that her post-op menu lists only a single item – a moist sponge intermittently applied to the lips,2 appears to be doing well.
Rumor3 has it that she should be home in the next day or two.
The Art: The tattoo pictured above is not, of course, featured on Lawanda’s own physique (hers tend toward the more colorful – both in choice of pigment and language); this specimen belongs to one of her fellow teachers, who claims it mysteriously appeared after a staff party Lawanda hosted.
Footnotes
- See previous post: I’ll Just Be Here If You Want Me To Be Near You↩
- This dietary disquietude will surprise no one lucky enough to know Lawanda since she is quick to announce that she is, indeed, a steak and potatoes sort of girl. I suspect, however, that her contentment and patient compliance could be immediately elevated by a simple adjustment of the treatment plan such that that sponge were soaked in Jameson Irish Whiskey rather than water.↩
- A rumor, I should note, that was communicated to me and, no doubt, started by Lawanda↩
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