The day's business is over; quicker than I thought, bing-bang-done. Today has been pretty damn productive, all things considered.
The Beest has allergies and every few minutes does quite a performance, hitching and making faces to let a couple sneezes go.
It's not been a great week for everyone in my life, as I heard that a former coworker's daughter died, she was only 33. Terrible. Another friend had to quit her job, too much stress. Good and bad, nothing lasts forever.
My new tattoo is healing. He really inked me; the skin is sore and I'll be shedding for a couple more days. But it looks good.
Good news- Robin Gibb has woken from the coma!
The first 2 pix I ordered from the concert have arrived; there's more coming, though. The prints look better than the shots did online. Perhaps this weekend I'll get around to framing and hanging stuff. We've been back 5 months and I'm still not settled in!
Stevil is on the air with Jim Maxwell. It's so nice to have things back to normal after the year of fire and flood. I'm surprised at how long it's taking us to get back to where we were, but we're getting there. Maybe it's a minor miracle we've gotten anywhere near close to where we were when so rudely interrupted. I guess we don't bounce back as quickly as we once did, but we still do bounce back.
May we all keep bouncing.
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