Bette Midler, Bondage and . . . Porter? A Strange Monday.

I’m feelin’ kind of beat up today. Another weather change underway, growing cooler and with rain in the forecast.  Along with the slightly less hideous toe, the tailbone is aching, as are the knees and the general FMS malaise.

I am snuggled up under the covers to get warm, still trying to wrap my head around the strange series of dreams I had while napping earlier. Birthday celebrations, Bette Midler as a dwarf in a large orange hat and polka dots, the gift of a magic spatula for cakes and cookies, a very sweet-looking lady using a cutaway dummy figure to explain bondage gear for guys and gals . . . you had to be there.  As my husband would say, ” You may be maddening, but nobody can accuse you of being dull, Ang, even your dreams.”

Monday has been a little on the strange side, even for me.

So I think I need some Sgt. Porter as something good for what ails me . . . anyone want to join me?

OK, here’s a little Luscious Lucas and Gorgeous Guy to go along with our sexy sergeant . . . they all shoot to thrill!