Adult Blogger: SCORE LAND been doing this 'thing' for several weeks to see which one had the best tits and I'd sorta maneuvered it so they'd ask me to settle their argument. It all started back in the spring when the Humming birds were flying around the Tulips.
Being in this nursing home sometimes has its perks and after living here for five years I kinda know how to get around the staff. Every morning after breakfast, I'd wheel myself to the main lounge and position the chair like I'm watching TV. But I ain't really. The nurses station is real close and I shut my eyes like I'm dozing but actually I'm listening to what them pretty ladies talk about.
Brenda, the head nurse, mostly discussed stuff in relation to staff duties, medications, cleaning rooms, or changing Mary Addison's diaper. No one likes doing that because she fights them, biting and kicking. I know why she does it, but the staff doesn't ask me, so I don't tell them.
During the warmer months we get taken on outings to the park and fairs and ball games. The home needs additional help pushing us old fogies around, loading us in the bus, or doing things when we need help. So they hire some university gals as aides and damn pretty they are. They help me get dressed in the mornings, take me to the loo, and I get them to converse. It's easy to make them to talk about their boyfriends.
