August 7, 2006

Dealing with a conscious choking adult

From my Treo!

Note the navel ring on the drawing. 😉 I’m in CPR training today.

that said, please don’t get ill in front of me. I don’t trust myself.

Ps…top of left page is rescue breathing.

I've been blogging for over twenty (2 decades! 2-0!) years and I'm apparently one of the few over-50 female bloggers who haven't sold out to THE MAN yet; hence this blog remains quirky, homespun, and unprofitable. No big. However, if you're from Disney, Doritos, or Dave Matthews Band, I'm open to talk about selling out.

I live in Southern New Jersey with my husband WM, and our dog Murphy. I'm an adult who likes Disney but not a Disney Adult. I used to work a fun (really!) office job in Philadelphia, but since March of 2020 I'm a work from home hermit. So if you're looking for a childless, slightly round, marginally boring GenX woman's blog to follow, you've come to the right place! :)

“I am I because my little dog knows me.” – G. Stein