Paczki Day

It's Paczki Day!  Mardi Gras - Fat Tuesday, hehehe. Every paczki day I think about my old best friend Johnny. He is half Polish. In Jr High, I always knew it was Packi Day because here comes Johnny down to the bus stop with a big jelly filled powder donut and a huge glob of jelly dripping off his chin. Yep, it's Paczki Day. That is my funny little memory.

Ugh! Today I am so achey. Yuck. I have Chronic Fatigue and Fybromyalgia. Days like these, when the weather is changing (it is rainy  here in MI) make me just ache all over and want to stay in bed. I wish I were at the beach laying in the sun.