Say "Cheese" John Wayne!

Rub, rub here, rub, rub there
Whether you're tin or brass
That's how we keep you in repair
In the Merry Old Land of Oz

We can make a dimple smile
Out of a frown

Can you even dye my eyes
To match my gown?

Uh-huh!

Jolly Old town!

Clip, clip here, clip, clip there
We give the roughest claws

That certain air of savoir faire
In the Merry Old Land of Oz
Ha!

That's how we laugh the day away
In the Merry Old Land of Oz

"Merry Old Land of OZ" Songwriters: Arlen, Harold; Harburg, E Y

Attention good people! Friends, Romans, Texans.......

There will be no blog today. I repeat, there will be no blog today. Temper, temper! "Do not arouse the wrath of the great and powerful Oz. I said come back tomorrow!" Today, yours truly has to kick it into high gear in order to get to the hospital for a post-op follow-up that will, hopefully, include stitch removal and....drumroll......wait for it.......REMOVAL OF JOHN WAYNE'S EYE PATCH(she was my sick girlie who recently underwent a year's worth of treatment - also, this is all a BRILLIANT code I developed for breast cancer terms, so just use your imagination and read between the lines)! I can hardly wait to see how she looks! It's like - back in the day - on "Day's of Our Lives", when that guy with all the bandages was rescued off the pier by Victor Kiriakis and hidden in one of his mansion bedrooms and we waited like all summer to see who it was and it turned out to be Roman Brady but when they took the bandages off it wasn't the actor that used to play Roman Brady but some new guy that smirked too much and talked in a fake low voice and said "Doc" every other word? Whew! Yep, that's exactly what it's like!

So - I will report in tomorrow on how the girl's are looking and what they're allowed to do and not do. Maybe (this is a stretch!) I'll get to throw the lunch lady bra in the trash.....now that's a horse of a different color!

Muah! Muah!