Last night during Christmas dinner, my 82-year-old Grammy was telling us all about the side effects of her new Parkinsons medication.
One of them happens to be “increased sexual desire,” which, she informed us, has lead to an increase in the number of, shall we say … romantic dreams she has been having.
She then shared that the other night her dream-suitor du jour was one Mr. George W. Bush. When my brother-in-law asked her how he was in the boudoir, her response was, “Better than Tom Selleck!!!”