Today while driving to our Lady of Good Counsel #38, a woman beeped at me as I was approaching the intersection. In fact, I’d not yet approached the corner when the beep arrived- meaning: she presumed I’d disobey traffic laws and glide through the stop sign.

In any event, I began to say something unkind when I stopped mid “ff”.

Daughter: I’m starting to feel a lot better lately; I can tell the difference.

Me: I see that! And I’m starting to feel a lot better too- in fact, I even stopped myself from saying something mean to the honker.

Daughter: I know; I heard.

Me: Do you know what I was going to call her?

Daughter: “Eff Face”.

Me: Well, it will take a lot longer for the medicine to dull my senses.