A lot of people (including some relatives) think just because I'm currently a stay-at-home hubby, all I do is sit on my ass and eat chocolate bon bons all day. They don't take into account the cooking, cleaning, repairs and maintenance that keep a 110 year old house (with a lot of issues) afloat. Not to mention the attention required to keep the other hubby healthy and happy. Sigh! When it comes to two men with no children, I guess the rules suddenly change and it becomes about something else for some people.
Regardless, since I've been incapacitated and out of commission, the daily house cleaning has gone to hell in a handbasket and it's back to eating out of the restaurants. All I've been able to do with consistency is change the dressings on my poor thumb, keep my hand in a splint and sit around and watch ignorant black folks cut up and act a natural fool for the likes of Jeremy Kyle, Maury Povich, Steve Wilkos, and that shameless Bill Cunningham. Jerry Springer is just too blatant a beligerent daytime media pimp for my tastes! OMG! Does this mean that I've become one of their many ho's just because I'm watching?
Speaking of tastes, would anyone now blame me if I did want to sit around and eat bon bons while watching? Except they are not my comfort food drug of choice. In addition to coping with the oppressive heat, taking eight antibiotics, other meds and the vicodin, I've developed quite a nasty little addiction - this time it's to the fresh glazed donuts from the local bakery. In between doctors appointments, I manage to make a detour and get at least half a dozen or more for my fix. I live for them and want to go home alone with them. Like some of my other addictions, they're melt-in-your-mouth delicious, they're gone within 20 minutes, and then I'm left high, dry and plotting my next visit.
But thank God I am recovering quite nicely and healing day by day. I can now type using both hands again. I'm still officially on hiatus until I have the time and physical & mental capacity to come back strong. I think! But the real truth is that I haven't missed it. Paradoxical, yes, but I'll figure it out. Right now, I just want to thank you for the continued blog support and emails wishing me a speedy and total recovery. I really appreciate the kind words and postive energy, and that's why I know you'll appreciate George Tunnell.
George Tunnell was also known as Bon Bon! A native Philadelphian, Bon Bon was a musician, singer and dancer in the early African American musical revues of the 1920's. In the early 30's, he enjoyed moderate acclaim as a member of the trio, The Three Keys, but became a major crossover success as the male lead singer and dancer with the Jan Savitt Orchestra, a popular white dance band of the 30's and early 40's. He's no glazed donut, but dipped in rich, dark chocolate, Tunnell makes for a tasty morsel, wouldn't you agree?