That’s what I’m sporting these days in fashion neck wear. A chunk of gauze, some water-resistant clear glue-like, tape-like substance, a purple V at my collarbone and a purple dot where my parathyroid USED to be. Quite lovely if you ask me. Goes with most of my outfits, even.
It’s a great visual to go along with my hubby’s favorite joke of late, “Yeah, I took my wife to Atlanta to have someone slit her throat for me.”
Yukka, yukka, yukka.
Maybe he won’t mind when I wallop him with a frying pan. (Hey!! I saw it in a DISNEY movie, so it must be an approved behavior, right?!?)
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