Well, Dawn’s stay in Room #813 has come to an end. She was a great tenant, didn’t track any mud in from the backyard or leave the cap off the milk. I’m hoping she decides to come and stay again sometime
Here’s the stats from her 7-day rental:
888 Hits
368 Unique Hits
65 Clicks
33 Unique Clicks
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Price: 10 Credits
Thank you to everyone who clicked on over to see her, I appreciate your help!
Let’s not forget about this round of Win It! which is ending in only 4 days, hustle up and get those entries in y’all!
In other news, I have a new nickname.
“The Elevator Offender”
The Hotness dubbed me with this little beaut of a title due to the slight non-stop gas problem I had in the elevators at the hospital today. It was bad. Like eyes a’waterin’, save the women and children bad. Pretty embarrassing actually *chuckle* Yeah, I was at a hospital. Damn, I’ve been so busy I completely forgot to tell y’all about this!
Long story short: my beautiful, wonderful, fantastic grandmother was having some chest pains and shortness of breath for quite awhile. Finally my cousin forced her to go to the doctors and they had her come into the hospital for an Angiogram. They decided she needed to have an Angioplasty preformed so today was the day.
Gram is fine now, she did great and is gonna get released in about a day or so
When I got to go into the room in ICU to see her there was a tray of what the nurse told me was “food” and I use that term loosely. So bless Gram’s heart (literally); she’s the best cook this side of the Mississippi and she’s being fed craptastic “food”
But other than farting in elevators and chillin’ in hospitals it’s just status quo around here with work and family. I’ve got something big coming up but I’m pretty sure you have somewhere to be so I’ll letcha go for now! G’on shoo!



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