Sunday, February 3, 2013
Cigarettes, Wedding Cake, and Scotch.............by Diane Ogden
I have always said, "If I am ever told I have terminal anything (except terminal stress) I will go out and purchase and carton (one will kill me!) of cigarettes, a wedding cake (I love the old fashioned heart attack frosting on white wedding cakes), and a bottle of good Scotch. That'd be enough to do me under. No morphine needed, no bridge needed, no gun needed, no bottle of pills, no rope, no river, no mac truck, no brick wall, (you can see I have put some thought into this - NOT!)
Nope the Sugar, Nicotine, and Scotch would have DEAD written all over them. But what a way to go!! My only fear is if it is the A word (Alzheimer's) I might forget to do it.
So until next time and if I remember.....be well, be happy, be safe, and be WELL. And get rich so you can hire a hit man for yourself if you need to.