The Moment I wake Up... Before I put on my makeup

I went a wee run tonight to visit. 

It is a beautiful run, 28 miles up the coast.   as you drive up the coast - the scenery becomes more "highland" than Lowland, with a setting sun and a calm night, it was really pretty.

I was visiting a friend tonight, who isn't keeping awfully well - well I say that... she is sick, but she was on terribly good form tonight, and I think short hair really, really suits her.   We discussed contouring and eyebrow tattoos.  I told her next week I will take my black sharpie and do her eyebrows and I will get a red highlighter pen for the contouring.  Who really needs expensive make up when you have creativity. 

We sat for 2 hours and spoke for every minute.  I told her that she wasn't missing anything at work, except the table tennis and me and about Tooli in the Burgh, and Boy in Acapulco, and me in Holyrood House, and Si in the Kitchen and she told me about her gal, and the grandkids, the excursions to the hospitals, the lovely smells in her bedroom, and the folk waving in and the best collection of headwear ever (I contributed quite a lot).   The best thing was that due to her medication she can poo 15 minutes after every meal, the best, cleanest fastest poo ever. 

How cool to have a bowel working like that. 

Shame about the rest of the shit she has to tolerate to achieve that, but hey - if you got one good thing going, what's not to appreciate. 

Live, Love, Laugh.  

That is all.