Janet and Judith, sisters of my mother, got together and put an assortment of items to help me with my run this morning. You'll notice a "55" theme in there. That's because I turn 55 tomorrow.
Hmmm, maybe the foot cream will reduce that collection of skin cells at the foot of my bed. Ew, gross, right? Yeah, that's why I threw that in there. The butt paste is hilarious. The weekly pill dispenser begs the question, "I have to take viagra every day?"
A huge thanks to my aunts for having a great sense of humor and thinking of me. (And for not telling stories about how they used to change my diaper.)