...for cranberry juice! Cranberry juice is virtually impossible to find in North Africa. And even if you do, it's really expensive. Tonight I had a friend who found some and brought it home for me. Mary, my kidney stone and I thank you. Well, at least I do. I don't think he will be too happy if the "magic" juice works like people say it does. He seems to be quite happy having taken up residence in me. I don't think he's gotten the clue yet that he's out-stayed his welcome.
So long little stone. I won't miss you.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
'Tis the Season...
Posted by SP at 5:26 PM
4 worthy responses:
Ah yes...this, too, shall pass.
Hahaha! Let's just hope!
Ummmmmm
I love the juice and now I feel bad b/c I take it to work with me every morning and you can't even get it when you want it. :( I'll drink some for you though! miss ya
Oh, the little things we take for granted living here. I for one despise the taste of cranberry juice, but I hope for your sake, it does its job!
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