Day 15? I thought we already had Day 15!

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I brought donuts to work today for someone’s birthday. And then somebody else, who’d stayed home sick the day before said, “Ooh! Donuts!” Then that person, who’d just been telling me about her fever finally breaking around midnight, opened up the box of donuts – just to get a sniff of them.

Is there any wonder there’s a flu epidemic out there?

I figured I’d already had the flu plus some other virus plus I was bored with the gluten-free (I mean gluten-aware) and I’d bought the dang donuts, so I had one even though they’d been breathed on by a sick person.

I’ll let you know if that was a really bad idea.

It was a really good donut.

Speaking of gluten awareness, I’d like to make you all aware of the fact that if a frozen turkey meatball is advertised as “gluten free” know that they aren’t lying and know that gluten free turkey meatball tastes like crap. I’d cooked up some of these mofos in some pasta sauce, hoping to get that spaghetti jones fix that I’d been having for awhile. It was the crappiest dinner I’ve ever made. I removed any remaining meatballs from the sauce and tossed out any uncooked meatballs that were hiding in the freezer.

I still can’t shake the texture and bad taste of those damn things.

I have tomorrow off. I am so happy about that. Even though I like my job a lot, I like my Wednesdays off even better. I’m having lunch with childhood pal, Judy. I’m sure there will be a moment where we argue about who Donny Osmond loves more. Which is just silly because if he met us, he’d love me more. I once sang one of his songs in a church talent show, with my friend Donny C (Hi Tracie! Remember when I sang “Leaving It All Up to You” with your little brother?) So anyway, that’s just one of the reasons I’m sure Donny Osmond would love me more.

Which reminds me to tell you, I updated my Who Is page and it’s got more Donny Osmond than you will ever need. And it tells you about how Judy and I went to see Donny in concert at the Minnesota State Fair. The same day some kid barfed on us while we were on the Octopus ride. As I recall, Judy got more barf on her than I did on me. Because that kid who barfed on us, loved me more than Judy.

I think there’s a pattern there.