I am in here.
Meryl Yourish, whom I read extraordinarily regularly, hath mentioned me on her blog today, and linked to me, and I am overwhelmed with both gratitude and new readers (the, as Crossing the Rubicon says, Yourishlanche)! Thanks, Meryl! And y’all who are new here, just keep the front door shut so the cats don’t get out. … Continue reading Yourishlanche
Well, I have progress! My foot, instead of being encased in an interesting assortment of elastic bandages, cotton batting, and fiberglass, is now encased in a ski-boot thing. I’d enclose a picture but, you’ve already seen 1 picture of my foot in the moblog, and are sick of the whole thing the last time I … Continue reading Bones.
If I am to blog without telling some of the reasons I hate January, it will be exceedingly difficult to write today. The day grows longer and my foot grows better. The rest of me is becoming entirely too self-absorbed. Self-absorption, I am finding, is not cured by listening to music very loud. It is … Continue reading January
We had a mass in Miami Beach for her this morning. This is the church about half an hour before everyone showed up.
white pebble 