Cattywompus. Death warmed over.
Cattywompus. Death warmed over. Those were two of the old-fashioned but endearing terms my husband Carl used to use which describes my state of jet lag right now. I had a 7:00 am flight out of Honolulu to San Francisco, and then to London. I told my taxi driver to pick me up at 5:00… Read More Cattywompus. Death warmed over.