How are you all doing? Smothered in snow? What they call snowmaggedon down there is nomaggedon up here, much to most people’s sorry. We laugh at storms like that. Instead people have to ski on man-made snow. Mind you, we do have about two feet out my window, but that’s still now much for this time of year.
Hope everyone stayed safe and warm. There’s something delightful about being snowed in. My favorite snowed-in book (as well as one of my favorite books of all time) was Anne MacCaffrey’s MARK OF MERLIN, which was a romantic suspense that took place during WWII with not a hint of fantasy. And it’s lovely. In fact, maybe I’ll reread it again today.
AVOID THIS PARAGRAPH IS YOU DON’T HAVE A STRONG STOMACH
I had to go back to the emergency room for .. well, TMI. Let’s just say it was a combination of painkillers and not enough fiber, and from now on I will face a colonoscopy with equanimity. In fact, I’d rather get my shoulder operated on again than go through that. The downside is I won’t take pain pills except for tylenol (though I suppose I can go back to the milder ones I had before but I’m afraid to) so I’m in pain, I can’t sleep, and my stomach is upset. Whine whine whine. But they fixed the problem (a male nurse, of course, who when it was all over went out to Richie in the waiting room and announced “It’s a boy!”). I could have kissed his feet.
TMI STUFF OVER WITH — IT’S SAFE TO READ ON
So I’ve been feeling shitty, if you’ll pardon the expression, but better, and my digestive system is slowly getting back to normal, and I don’t want to do anything but watch period dramas, preferably with Alan Rickman, but Outlander will be fine too, try a little writing, keep up with my exercises, drink tons of water, and slowly get better.
What’s on your agenda?